Okay, okay, okay...it's almost here--the end. No, not the end of the earth as we've known it (although, I'm sure to many this upcoming January may feel that way), but the end of the year; but not before we go through the holidays. I believe it to be healthy to purge and rid myself of all debris before the new year enters, as for me it creates space and room for refreshing goodness to enter into my life in the new year (kinda like I do with new moons).
Sitting on the floor, legs crossed one over the other, while the television blared some commercial about the latest and greatest, must have doll across the screen. As, it played, I asked my mother, "why does God hate me?" She looked perplexed and bewildered as she replied, "why would you ask me that?"
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*Swish, scratch, swish*...went the brushes and palm swipes of seven-subtly, eager artists against their roughly-textured and prepped canvases. Resonating incredibly soothing feels, like a medium-bristled brush being lovingly and carefully raked through her hair. It gave her the chills (click to read more of the sample and purchase)...
She, steadily walked down the busy road, yet there were no appropriate sidewalks and cars were whizzing by. At any given time, there may have been a million questions/comments/thoughts/replays/intentions and words traveling along the synapses of her nerve endings, overflowing her system and blowing her mind (click to read more of the sample and purchase)...