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Life Isn’t Easy: Give Yourself Permission To Be Happy

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Life Isn’t Easy:  Give Yourself Permission To Be Happy

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Life isn’t easy, there’s no denying that. However, it gets a little less painful when you give yourself permission to be happy.

Try it…allow yourself to be happy just for today. Tell yourself you deserve happiness. You’re a beautiful, wonderful human being.

Even if you don’t recognize the grace you hold, it’s there, and someone has seen it…felt it. We are ALL beautiful creatures in our own unique way. Discover what sets you apart…discover the light in your heart.

“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.”
― Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

Life is sooo very brief, in the scheme of things. Think about how you want to live yours…in limbo, waiting for happiness and love to show up on your doorstep? That’s just not going to happen, so think again.

Wake up! Stop sleep walking through your existence. Make choices, laugh, experience…love freely.

When you can love yourself and offer your love to another, THEN, you will receive pure love in return…and, happiness.

None of this is original thinking, or anything you haven’t heard before. No, I’m just here to germinate the seed already planted in your heart.

Let the seed grow. Nurture it. Feed it. Water it. Give it light. Feel it spring up within your very core…feel it set your soul on fire!

*“As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”*
― Pablo Neruda

Namaste
I bow to you in recognition of the soul within

Barb

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This Is Who I AM?

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This Is Who I AM?

I am 55.  This is who I am?

People say that age doesn’t matter and it’s just a number. And, I believe this to be true. Still, there is no denying the simple fact that I am 55.

I have gray hair, that you’ll likely never see;

I have too many freckles…and wrinkles, my gifts from years of worshiping the sun.

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December 8, 1989

I have stretch marks across my once perfect belly, the cost of motherhood and the blessings of a beautiful baby boy

I am lumpy in places that just isn’t natural. I have back fat and cellulite. My skin is giving in to the Earth’s gravitational pull…saggy and droopy where once nice and taught

Yes, age is just a number, but one I can’t completely put aside Continue reading

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