Refocus: Sometimes I Forget ...
What happens when you forget who you are? What brings you back to center? On good days, I remember to write, to paint, to refocus.
What happens when you forget who you are? What brings you back to center? On good days, I remember to write, to paint, to refocus.
by Kayce Stevens Hughlett
Preparing packets of love to send into the world 💕 Did you know “As I Lay Pondering” began as love notes to myself more than a decade ago when I was first learning to be brave?
If you or someone you love could use a daily lift, it might just be the perfect gift. Read it once. Read it one hundred times. New awareness will show up each time you invite inspiration to join you. 📖 💖
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There are days when I step out of my comfort zone to say enough is enough. Today is one of those days. Perhaps my voice will resonate… or frustrate… or ignite something beautiful inside our world that is suffering. Today, I’m opening up a corner of my heart and allowing you to peek inside my private journal from January 29, 2017
Bumps. Rash bumps. Goose bumps. Truth bumps. Mumps bumps. Road bumps. Camel humps. Rise. Fall. Recede. We all hit bumps in the road. Question is: How will we proceed?
Reflections from Tuscany: A letter I stumbled upon as I ‘unpack’ six weeks of life-altering journeys and experience. I have to start somewhere, so why not here? Perhaps I brought home a little something for you.