As I change it has a ripple effect on those around me like a canoe moving through the water. Some will be drawn to me as I move by them, others will float away.
As long as I float by being my authentic, vulnerable, soft self and acting with dignity, honor and grace I will be OK.
i love this bug, so beautiful and true. i have been trying to image and use this since you wrote it.
i heard this poem this morning by Dorothy Hunter (from Tara of course) and wanted to share it with you:
In this choiceless never-ending flow of life there is an infinite array of choices
one alone brings happiness, to love what is
i love that you are happy to be you. i am happy to know you.
