The wind speakswhen it touches my skin,I hear the voices of the ancestors,whispering through the trees,ancient secrets, ancient wisdom,ancient truths

I wake, eyes slowly open,Knowing I am awake, I smile.Alive—energy, movement, sensation.Breathing in, breathing out,Rising, falling, rising, falling. Slowly, I

Walking out among the trees,I am reminded of the beauty of life,comforted by how I know it can be,that sooner

I wanna live,how I choose,I wanna live,by my rules,I wanna live,my own life,I wanna live,it’s my right,I wanna live,oh so

Have you ever thought about making journaling a part of your daily or weekly routine? I spend 10-15 minutes every

I wanted to share something that’s been on my mind lately—gratitude. It’s such a simple practice, but it can really

With every breath, I find the space,To stretch my limbs, to slow my pace,Reaching wide, my body flows,In silent strength,