Some things just can’t be captured in prose. I sat down to write a post on “How to accept yourself more fully” or “How to stop judging your wandering mind or aching body” or something like that. What spilled forth instead was the following poem.
May it serve your homecoming journey into the truth of your wholeness, your enough-ness, your intrinsic worth and value. May you be reminded of the value of your experience, exactly as it is, every time you allow a little pleasure to seep into the cracks of your awareness.
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Today, I’m talking about something SUPER VULNERABLE and scary: I’m putting my relationship with alcohol under the microscope. You may have seen my Instagram posts from my 30-day journey without alcohol. On Day 1, I woke up and started writing this post. Only, I didn’t know it was a post, I thought it was just […]
