Wildflower Overflow ~ American Sentence Day 98 of 108
warm breezy days, cool nights, the smell of wild roses – and every day he gives me a new flower
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warm breezy days, cool nights, the smell of wild roses – and every day he gives me a new flower
Read MoreI confess, “If I weren’t afraid, I’d make money doing what I love.” I am willing to explore and take new actions toward creating income through my creative work, and am especially committed to my sacred sexuality project with Sydney Francis. I am committed to sharing my knowledge of somatics, creativity and the creative process (especially in writing, the visual arts and sound), ritual, and play. I am willing to explore and experiment, with an open heart and spirit toward gratitude and abundance in all its forms.
Read MoreAre you willing to persist, to refuse to give up on these empowering, Prospering, liberating thoughts, ideas, ideals? Are you willing to write them, say them, think them ten times a day, a hundred times a day, one thousand times a day?
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