I slept in the jungle last night
I let her sing me a lullaby
I allowed her soft leaves to caress my skin
And awakened with her curious chirping, asking me if I’m ready to play
I slept in the jungle last night
And realized how much I missed my Mothers arms
Gaia feeding me sweet spoonfuls of sunlight
Welcoming me back home
I’m writing to you from my hut in Bali as I listen to a tropical thunderstorm go by. I’m alone, in the company of my soul, a long-lost friend I’ve been a bit too busy to return their phone call.
be.
When it comes down to it, we all want the same thing. A comfortable bed to lie on, soft lips to kiss, a warm drink in the morning and a purpose that sets our hearts aflame.
But we make it complicated.
Instead we chase accolades and achievements that look good on the resume that no one ends up reading, but leave us as empty as that takeout container on a Tuesday night because you were too exhausted to cook. #letsbereal
So this week, I want you to carve out a mere 30 minutes on your time-blocked Google calendar to just sit.
I promise, this will give you more value than any therapy session, business tip or webinar.
Just listen and remember the forest of medicine that lives inside you.
Two New Highest Self Podcast Offerings To You This Week:
089: How to be a positive influencer: another gift by me, to you.
Sending you Balinese showers of love and sacred offerings,