Reflections on 32
On my second to last evening as a 32 year old, I have some things to say. This year, my yoga practice changed profoundly. I consistently…
On my second to last evening as a 32 year old, I have some things to say. This year, my yoga practice changed profoundly. I consistently…
I was driving the same route through my little home town that I’ve taken so many times. I thought about how when I was younger I’d…
Know you aren’t wrong. Know that the only closure you need is your own forgiveness for allowing yourself to stay as long as you did. Know that it does not get better. You read that right – it does not get better – but you do. You get better. It is your story, part of you and that does not change. How you react can change. How you love again, how much you tolerate, how you allow someone to treat you right from the beginning. That changes. And there is so much light on the other side.
And suddenly, it woke me like sirens in the night All of my silver linings, glowing vibrantly in front of me I stopped looking for the…
She took a deep breath and pausedWith fresh eyes, she peered at a younger version of herselfShe saw less wrinkles, brighter skin, and shinier hairBut that…