You are going to be ok, and everything is going to be alright
Trust me, this too shall pass. Even the biggest storm will eventually run out of rain, and like that, this too shall pass.
Trust me, this too shall pass. Even the biggest storm will eventually run out of rain, and like that, this too shall pass.
Do you have a dream? Do you have something that fires you up, that kicks you out of bed in the morning?
It has been months since I wrote a blog post. Frankly, it has been months since I felt inspired to do anything creative. I can only describe the state I was in as a kind of transformational wild place, not unlike that which the caterpillar must go through to become the butterfly. Not that I am saying that I am a beautiful butterfly – not yet in any case.