“Moving On” – I am compelled to write about such a phrase or declaration or command or – whatever the intention of the speaker. Ahhh yes, these two words, for so long, smacked of alienation, silence, dismissal, empty, isolation. How I hated to hear this from well-meaners 😳
Give notice to the colors of PLAY on this beautiful Friday. Take in the comfort of the late season blooms. Play in the scents, sights and sounds. Allow joy to rise from within and be recognized, present. The joy of the child who just wants to run, jump, skip, hop.
Honor your inner child, if just for today. Go get him/her.
Meela wearing the colors of a playful September Friday.
Things are always working out for me. My worry, unfounded. I am always receiving the best life has to offer me at any given moment.
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