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Welcome to the very first notion of Workout of the Day! These will be every Wednesday for paid subscribers. They will be only once a month for those who aren’t. You know what that means! Hit that subscribe monthly, join the weekly fun, and don’t miss a beat. LITERALLY! Last year, I made a few… Read more
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This is my first year blogging and so far, not including this bad boy, I have published 90 posts! I feel very proud about how my first year is going to end. I have a lot to think about moving forward. One of the things I have been thinking about is how to give my… Read more
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I know I say this every new lunar cycle…but this one truly feels like a renewal washing over everything. Life is a lot right now.My kindergartener is down with a fever, my one-year-old is suddenly on the move and trying to talk, and now my middle child’s 4th birthday is aligning perfectly with the New… Read more
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Time. There’s never enough of it. If I could lock myself in a room to just write, paint, and create — I’d lose track of days, maybe even weeks.But being a creative with a family, a job, and a thousand little things pulling at me… time feels unfair. Between eating, dressing, cleaning, school runs, appointments,… Read more
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🌕 Another Beaver Full Moon is upon us! This is usually the point in the year when we pause and reflect. You might be asking yourself some questions such as: Where did the time go? Am I where I want to be? What does forward look like for me? Don’t worry, answers will come soon.… Read more
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High Nose The judgment of others reeks.Spoiled energy.Sour taste.Spit of disgrace. No mistaking the weight it bears,that stench of entitlement—looming,thick in the air. Just a random poetry about how sometimes people suck. Don’t let the judgements of others cloud your brightness. You’re the author of your own story! Keep writing beauties! 🥰 Happy Friday! Have… Read more
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Surrender He chases me—to the end of the Earth. I fight so hard,but he won’t let me go. I fight, and fight—beating my emotions down,into his chest—that absorbs the Divine. Until I’m weak—drained—and ready to release my love. He never gives up. Read more
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