That ceiling never was high enough to contain all of me, so I tore it down to sleep beneath the stars. Tonight, I will be free. Breathe in. Clarity. Breathe out. Release. Clear away resistance. Celebrate freedom. Leave white space. Reinvent. Grieve. Make peace. This is the art of letting go. Being present, making progress, moving on, getting over…
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What’s Up. (And How Can I Help?)
As last year came to a close, I was burned out across the board. In the past, I’ve just pushed myself to charge ahead no matter what. Dig deep and keep going. But this time was different. I didn’t have it in me to continue on as I was, but I also couldn’t shake…