I’m getting in touch with my soul.
She’s been there all along, but somehow I’ve overlooked her for all these years.
I’m finding that she is quite the hippie.
A wanderlust.
Dancing, rain, travel, nature, freedom, yoga, words, music…
these are the things that set her on fire.
She is sensitive but hopeful.
She longs for simplicity and peace.
She yearns for grace and patience.
She feels at home in solitude but can also hang with a crowd.
Like the sun rising after the darkest of nights she shines,
and the more I let her, the brighter she gets.
Like an old friend who knows every part of me, she has always been there…
My soul.
My being.
My home.
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I am a stay at home mom of three boys, ages 18, 14 and 9. I have been happily married to my husband since March of 2004. I love yoga (love), coffee, and a good book - there is always a page turner on my nightstand. In 2016 my brood moved across the country to live out our dream of having a life on the east coast. We packed our little car full of kids, animals and clothes and set out on the adventure of a lifetime. We now own a beautiful house out in the country and couldn't be happier. Life is good on my little piece of land. My goals in life are to be happy in my own skin, live in every moment and to share my thoughts with others and inspire them to be themselves! I believe that everyday is another chance for us to bloom into who we were meant to be.
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This is beautiful! ❤