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).
This year I decided to do something a tad bit different, beings in all that 2016 has been just that, the year of all things different; while working through my debris-cleaning and slight tourettes-syndrome purge before Jan. 1st., I thought to myself, "how random would it be to record your random weird thoughts and share it with the world via the random ramblings of your blog?" I thought, "why not" and began to record myself to see what would come to light. Now, it is funny as shit to me and I do believe it may grow into a series, however, it may or may not be funny nor entertaining to you, but hey, everything isn't for everyone. The truth of the matter is I enjoyed recording, editing and pushing it out. So, I hope you enjoy and maybe you can get creative in your purge this year and feel ever so inclined to share it with us.
Thanks for your continued support and may the good force of nature be with you, the happiest of holidays and Namaste.
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