Hello.
It’s early morning here, babe and husband still asleep.
I’ve just poured a glass of water from a big mason jar, a simple ritual reminding me that I am not the source of my abundance. I am a vessel through which Spirit flows, freely. A truth I forget, often. But the remembering is sweet.
What does it mean to show up and let go, at the s…
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