Gratitude a Pool of Ice Cream
Being in a state of gratitude for me feels like I am going to explode from joy, in fuzziness, flying among the skies, in a pool of ice cream [ . . . ]
Being in a state of gratitude for me feels like I am going to explode from joy, in fuzziness, flying among the skies, in a pool of ice cream [ . . . ]
As much as not being ourselves is seen as something bad. I see and observe so much beauty in it as well. For example a person that transfers from [ . . . ]
The other day I had a very beautiful conversation with this one stranger. As I say goodbye he tells me: “you are such a beautiful soul.” “Bluebirds, butterflies, and [ . . . ]
To me what you call “love” is being yourself…it cannot be defined as we are all so unique…It is everyone, and everything, all of life, it exists, in everyone…everyone holds [ . . . ]
Distant memories slip in, Somehow making their way through the crack, However, now they are welcome… Although bitter and painful, Now the tears feel rejuvenating, There is a certain openness, [ . . . ]