What I’m after, above all, is a sense of divine inspiration that touches the very core of my being. That lives throughout every aspect of my existence, so all I do and all I see is beauty in the simplicity, and mystery in the unknown. To let nothing drag me into the monotony of living, but to always move to the unique rhythm of each passing day. To give nothing but all of me- my soul, my heart, my fire.
She stared at a cat when she was too long and it gave her those lovely eyes. Her body is made of mountains and rivers, and her heart is a clock full of honey.
