My five year old asked me yesterday what is inside our bodies.
"A ghost?"
And I didn't necessarily have a definitive answer for him ... One that he'd understand, and that is "truth."
When I have a moment of frustration, I had one this morning actually, I pause, take a deep breath, and ask myself, "what would love do here?" And then I wait for love to show me the way.
When you shift your focus onto the things that inspire you, that bring you light and love and rejuvenate the cells of your body, you're embracing the stuff that matters, the stuff that counts, the things that ARE helping you. Bit by bit you are fine tuning the energy of your being.
Honor, this moment.