Butterfly

Your wings are unfolding
as for the very first time.

Your confines have crumbled
and I see you rise
from ashes to dust
you glimmer and gleam

Spring, Soul VitaminsSpread StudioApril 16, 2023Comment

Easter Nest

April, SpringSpread StudioApril 8, 2023Comment

Spring

Of All your Miracles

I prefer
the Wild ones.

The Path, Spring, March, Soul VitaminsSpread StudioMarch 26, 2023Comment

The sacred You

There is a Room inside of you
that you must sweep every day

Soul Vitamins, Self-care, Home, March, SpringSpread StudioMarch 12, 2023Comment

Stepping into Power

In April, we explore personal power as a phenomenon. What it is, where we find it, how we give it away or leak it, and how we take it back.

April, Spring, Leadership, WanderlustSpread StudioApril 20, 2022Comment

The two wings of Self-Love

Look at love like a Butterfly: when you are ready to step out of the cocoon, you must transform your concept of love to match your new stage of life.

Healing, Spring, March, Love NotesSpread StudioApril 19, 2022Comment

Hawthorn

The blooming Hawthorn is one the first messenger of spring in the North. The distinct scent of the flowers mixed with the cold breeze has a special serenity about it, that is like a soothing balm to the winter mind.

Herbarium, Spring, HarvestSpread StudioApril 4, 2022Comment

Shine

Her Joy is like the Sun. Her Sparkle is like diamonds. Don’t try to dim her Light. Let her radiate and bathe in the warmth of her preciousness instead.

Spring, She, SummerSpread StudioFebruary 28, 2022Comment

Symphony of Spring

As She found herself surrounded by the Symphony of Spring:
The chirping Birds calming her restless Mind. The sprouting Grass kissing her tired Feet. The breezing Wind caressing her longing Skin.

Spring, Soul VitaminsSpread StudioApril 20, 2021Comment

Your wings are unfolding
as for the very first time.

Your confines have crumbled
and I see you rise
from ashes to dust
you glimmer and gleam

Of All your Miracles

I prefer
the Wild ones.

There is a Room inside of you
that you must sweep every day

Her Joy is like the Sun. Her Sparkle is like diamonds. Don’t try to dim her Light. Let her radiate and bathe in the warmth of her preciousness instead.

As She found herself surrounded by the Symphony of Spring:
The chirping Birds calming her restless Mind. The sprouting Grass kissing her tired Feet. The breezing Wind caressing her longing Skin.

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Your wings are unfoldingas for the very first time.

Your confines have crumbled and I see you risefrom ashes to dustyou glimmer and gleam

Of All your Miracles

I prefer the Wild ones.

There is a Room inside of youthat you must sweep every day

Her Joy is like the Sun. Her Sparkle is like diamonds. Don’t try to dim her Light. Let her radiate and bathe in the warmth of her preciousness instead.

As She found herself surrounded by the Symphony of Spring:The chirping Birds calming her restless Mind. The sprouting Grass kissing her tired Feet. The breezing Wind caressing her longing Skin.

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Contact

Your wings are unfolding
as for the very first time.

Your confines have crumbled
and I see you rise
from ashes to dust
you glimmer and gleam

I prefer
the Wild ones.

There is a Room inside of you
that you must sweep every day

As She found herself surrounded by the Symphony of Spring:
The chirping Birds calming her restless Mind. The sprouting Grass kissing her tired Feet. The breezing Wind caressing her longing Skin.