Each morning I awaken with gratitude.
Thank you, breath.
Thank you, heart.
Thank you, eyes,
Thank you, liver.
Thank you, pancreas.
Thank you, throat.
Thank you, arms.
Thank you, toes.
Thank you, love.
Thank you, light.
Thank you, trees.
Thank you, air.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I walk away from my morning meditation like I just gave an Oscar speech.
Go on with your morning rituals.
Grounding. Intention. Creation.
Again and again and I sit in a different space, a different latitude, a different country..yet, it all looks the same. And, I quite find that nowhere I go can I ever change the ways look until I change the way I see them.
I travel miles away to feel…to release….to be fucking vulnerable. To cry. To let go. And, it all looks the same. I found I could never escape me. And, no matter how far I go physically the same me follows me..and the lesson is one thing. Love me. Love myself. Self love is a practice and it’s not taught…fucking love yourself. Love yourself hard and soft. Be your fucking number one. All else will follow…
Gratitude for the waves that hugged me today, I love you. Your flow teaches me all. The current is key….
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