
Spiraling upwards.
Energy lifting.
Feeling so blissful.
Finding my joy.
Sensing my balance.
Knowing my strength.
Freeing myself to be me.

Spiraling upwards.
Energy lifting.
Feeling so blissful.
Finding my joy.
Sensing my balance.
Knowing my strength.
Freeing myself to be me.

I never thought of myself as adventurous…but then again when joy and goodness are in the driver’s seat, anything can happen…if you just let it. Put the peddle to the metal.

Re-think…Re-see…Re-feel…the world around you.
Nothing is locked into its purpose, function, or place in your life.

Contrast arises in our experiences as a guide. Like bread crumbs scattered on the path, contrast draws attention, redirecting us back to the path, pointing out the direction in which we should head so that we can find our way back to what nurtures and restores us.

Brave hearts do not express courage with reckless abandon, fearlessly, wildly lunging forward. Rather, with discipline, wisdom, and awareness they intentionally explore a space that feels unfamiliar, unsafe, and with trust in themselves they willingly go there anyway.

What if the darkest times, the largest struggles, and the greatest grief were treated as gold, jewels, and trinkets? A treasure box shoved deep down underneath brings richness, bright and full of promise when opened. Shadows that no longer remain hidden sparkle with hope, prosperity, and joy when realized as buried treasure.