You remember that you are yourself a light-bearer who receives her radicance from others

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I have sinned and strayed and cheated on my fashion - I'm addicted to interior design blogs. I spend my days glued to my macbook, deciding on fashion for my bed.. like skirts - and contemplating the difference between cherry and beech, and turning everything uncomfortably colorful into neutrals by spray-painting ruthlessly. 

I guess times have changed. My friends call it my nesting period.. I call it my post eat-love-pray "emotional rubble" clearing. It is the kind of time when "feeling at peace" tops all of my priority lists. Waking up with all fours stretched out on a queen sized bed, slowly rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and stumbling half awake towards my baby-blue refrigerator in my underwear, to half-hazardly fish out a bottle of water. 

These small, simple things, have become the absolute foundation to my finding healing for my battered warrior of a soul.

Pure content.

That, and of course the perma-love my girlfriends and I have for each other. 

Ain't no love like unconditional love. Y'all know who you are. ♥

Also, I'm pretty sure I need an orchid in my life. Just sayin.