After Apple-Picking Robert Frost My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there's a barrel that I didn't fill Beside it, and there may be two or three Apples I didn't pick upon some bough. But I am done with apple-picking now. Essence of winter sleep is on the night, The … Continue reading A Poem
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10.21.16 Intention
Breath can always restore peace in space. This peace leaves room for possibility and to connect with the understanding that you already have everything you need to be who you want to be; to be HOW you want to be. Started a book today called The Happiness Advantage: The Seven Principles of Positive Psychology That Fuel … Continue reading 10.21.16 Intention
