A ball, a dog, a door, a toss, a yard, waiting...waiting to be tossed, waiting to be thrown, waiting to be caught. Simply put, subtle statement, waiting to come alive.
Like our inner voice, our authentic self, quietly waiting to be heard, patiently waiting to be explored, never leaving, always yearning to come alive.
Today, take the courage, take the step, throw the ball and come alive.
1 comment:
love this, sarah...
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