We’re all a little bit damaged. The goal is to let your wounds move, not bind, you. Let your pain motivate, give yourself permission to evolve.
Deep within you is a voice that whispers allllllllll things that serve your soul…
all you have to do is listen.
There is golden light to our vulnerability.
It comes alive at an intersection of time and place -
when we know, intuitively, to nurture our own solace.
In that self love… we glow.
Even in misery, there is beauty.
Perhaps the best of days are the non-eventful?
Resting our souls for what’s around the bend
rushing falls that drain the contents of our heart
braving each droplet until we can breathe again.
Be gentle on yourself.
Clem Snide ~ With All My Heart
“Give back what you took from me.”
You whispered in your sleep
and who but me would write it down?
So now it’s mine to keep.
And if you call me, I’ll be there
and man, I’ll get there fast.
With tender words I’ve memorized
about how nothing lasts.
When you feel me drift away
and that we’ve grown apart
I’ll dedicate this song to you
and sing with all my heart…
Clem Snide ~ With All My Heart
“Give back what you took from me.”
You whispered in your sleep
and who but me would write it down?
So now it’s mine to keep.
And if you call me, I’ll be there
and man, I’ll get there fast.
With tender words I’ve memorized
about how nothing lasts.
When you feel me drift away
and that we’ve grown apart
I’ll dedicate this song to you
and sing with all my heart…
