Photos by me and via Pinterest.
I'm having an angry day, friends.
Pain courses through the mind, the body. Send me love and light.
When the heart suffers negative energy, it feeds. And I want my light shining bright colors, not black.
I want the next tattoo. I'm going tonight with some friends, to feel something other than this anger. Maybe then I'll paint, meditate, eat food with people I love, and begin to let go.
How do you mourn the loss of one life as it shifts into another?
I'm gritting my teeth through all this change. Some days I'm smiling, but today I'm gritting my teeth.
Moving on is hard. Moving is hard too -- carrying all those boxes, the weight of them holding me back and I become like a bird with one wing.
Help me carry them. Namaste.