OK, enough already; leave current affairs to the experts and return to your damn roots. That’s how I started this post. But I was wrong. I wondered, what are my roots, and where are they planted? My roots, well, we can’t ignore the fact that my roots are intermingled with your roots. And the terra firma my roots are grown in is the soil of interdependence.
Powerful energies are at play and rocking us and our world. Thanks for introducing me to Swagatam 💖
I am cogitating on writing a piece about the importance of “being known” to yourself and to others in these times. This will help and may even find its way in there 🤔 x
Powerful energies are at play and rocking us and our world. Thanks for introducing me to Swagatam 💖
I am cogitating on writing a piece about the importance of “being known” to yourself and to others in these times. This will help and may even find its way in there 🤔 x
Yes, to those energies rocking and rolling us all.
I'll look forward to your piece, Susan. It sounds intriguing and relevant.
Swagatam is beautiful, Paulette. What a kind and lovely gesture from your friend.
It was! And the message continues to work me. It’s the gift that keeps on giving.