winter, whiteness, wildness, wholeness. wondering and noticing how the cold air washes my body, the roughness of it cleaning my thoughts and making me be present.
noticing #66
winter, whiteness, wildness, wholeness. wondering and noticing how the cold air washes my body, the roughness of it cleaning my thoughts and making me be present.
Tea & Paper 
the calmness and serenity envelops me Elizabeth, in such few words you give me a safe place to be.
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So happy it resonates with you my friend!
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