I believe in rituals.
I believe that our talents evolve, our fantasies change, our goals shift.
I believe that allowing ourselves the space to create freely is a great indulgence.
I believe in a vision, mission and life policy that allows for edits.
I believe in the smell of babies.
I believe that “I understand” are among the most beautiful, healing words.
I believe in filtering the news.
I believe in avoiding traffic and people who complain.
I believe in tv-less bedrooms.
I believe in taking sides.
I believe in potato chips with mayo.
I believe that you can’t un-spill the water.
I believe in overdrafts.
I believe in routine maintenance.
I believe in self investment.
I believe in self-promotion.
I believe in talk radio.
I believe that humility and prayer will always be fashionable.
I believe in soft light, soft music, soft perfumes.
I believe in mentorship.
I believe in surrender.
I believe in less sugar, less tv, less hair processing.
I believe in ginger chai.
I believe in instrospection.
I believe in Tobasco sauce.
I believe that scrolling on your smart phone during church is sad.
I believe in cupping and dry body brushing.
I believe that sometimes no one knows exactly what you are going through, and that’s okay.
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