There are days like today, where I sit staring at the sky and feeling the breeze. Breathing in the simplicity of this thing called life and yet feeling the complication of being a so called “adult”.
All the lists, the ‘to dos’ , the planning, the fear, the how to’s, and the ego running around it’s little hampster wheel.
And so I sit here pondering and feel a call into my childlike heart.
Now, at halfway through 35yrs old I am well into adulthood and in truth I was never a typical child in the normal sense. That simply wasn’t the life I lived as a kiddo. I was the stressed out, overworked, caretaker that had a calling at a young age to “hold”.
