When I’m tired in life, I remember this advice  . . . be an apprentice to life.
Perfect doesn’t exist.  Good enough is quieted.  Bone tired exhaustion goes away.  Possibility replaces the to-do list.  The 3 am mind-alarm is silenced.


She is the woman within.   She is unfinished.   She is perfectly imperfect.   She receives life.
She is the woman I am becoming.

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