Arriving Home In Your Center

One of the definitions of ‘to arrive’ is to land. Land here, in this now, arriving in your body with your breath. Inhale. Exhale. Welcome to a Hit of Hope. I recently read something in yogic philosophy that has gotten stuck in my craw. It talked about how we get our adjectives wrong. If you’ve ever listened to me before, you know I have a thing for words, so this idea intrigued me. This author argued that we should not say “gold ring.” Rather, we should say “ring-y gold.”

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The only person who thinks I'm not enough, is only me.. When I'm in a funk, I know tomorrow will be all better.. (or at least the day after!) Life has taught me that..
Have a marvelous day Betsy 😊

It has taken me several listenings to absorb this one thoroughly. The not-enough-ness has been overwhelming of late, but I will be damned if I will spend one more day as my own worst enemy. I will settle, I will breathe, and I will arrive as many effing times as I need to in order to remember just who TF I am.
I AM enough. I am MORE than enough.
Life loves me.

Form versus substance. I’ll go inward and ponder such an idea.

Always love your awesomeness for thought and life, Betsy. I 💜💍too! Be Well🌹

I don't wear any jewellery except for an ankh made of gold round my neck. Interestingly, if you say it in Glaswegian, it's "Ah see ye hiv ankh ae gold there" (or "I see you have ankh-y gold") so maybe we Glaswegians have it right! 🤔👍 As always, a totally unique and fascinating view of our world Betsy 🙏 🖤 #stayfree #staydangerous #stayfierce