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blank white page. blank white page. blank white page. For weeks I was sitting at night in front of that BLANK WHITE PAGE. Writing has always been my outlet, my tool for reflection. Bringing my chao...
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Forgive me... I'm sorry... thank you... I love you. As much as Facebook posts might make you assume… life is not only rainbows and unicorns. Day 15 of our travels my daughter states in tears ...
Weiterlesensh sh sh… the Nespresso foamer in the background is making cacao, the way Lea likes it best: little cacao, lots of honey. She sits on the kitchen counter bending over the twirling milk licking hone...
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January, the cold wind blows, the snow falls (in my case sadly more rain than snow) and leaves us cold to the bone. Naked branches, bare soil, the birds have left. Everything rests deep within itse...
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Being female includes the gift of the ability to give birth. It's about stepping into the power of the Goddess which births new life into the world. With this incredible power comes the responsibil...
WeiterlesenMy struggle to grow up… or: redefining inherited blueprints If you can’t fly, then run, if you can’t run, then walk, if you can’t walk, then crawl, but whatever you do, you have to keep moving fo...
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