Peace
Always choose peace with the present moment. I can choose peace, or I can choose this. Everything (all our feelings) is a choice, and remember, we can always choose again.
Always choose peace with the present moment. I can choose peace, or I can choose this. Everything (all our feelings) is a choice, and remember, we can always choose again.
A flower blossoms for its own joy. – Oscar Wilde In the midst of a long Winter, never forget it’s only a season. The promise of Spring lies just beneath the dormant earth. As we wait for the sun’s warmth to return and the flowers to emerge from a deep slumber, we can blossom our …
The way a crow Shook down on me The Dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued -Robert Frost