“When I loved myself enough, I began leaving whatever wasn't healthy. This meant people, jobs, my own beliefs and habits - anything that kept me small. My judgement called it disloyal. Now I see it as self-loving.
The Mountains are my bones, the rivers my veins. The Forests are my thoughts and the stars are my dreams. The Ocean is my heart, it's ponding my pulse. The songs of the earth write the music of my soul.