My soul often hungers; it seeks nourishment.
When I feed it, the inspiration I am blessed with blooms aggressively and I see beauty and possibilities everywhere, in everything.
Suddenly my future is a serendipitous abundance of endless experience - any, all, or none of which I may choose to enjoy.
And I SMILE...
Namaste,
gracegoddess
ask the epicurean goddess
Beth Ward
When I feed it, the inspiration I am blessed with blooms aggressively and I see beauty and possibilities everywhere, in everything.
Suddenly my future is a serendipitous abundance of endless experience - any, all, or none of which I may choose to enjoy.
And I SMILE...
Namaste,
gracegoddess
ask the epicurean goddess
Beth Ward
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