Thursday, 6 August 2015


Mornings are the best. I love to wake up to a new day and the possibility of what it holds. The known, the unknown, the expected and the unexpected. I feel alive and full of love. My creative energy and my emotions are like a drop of morning dew hanging on to the edge of a leaf, waiting with expectancy to let go and live the day.

Sometimes it's hard to tone down my inner kaleidoscope to try to be in sync with the lower energy of those who don't wake up like me.

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