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I beg of you, surrender.
Look at every loose thread unraveled in your past and see how the universe found ways to knit each one into a tapestry of blessings.
Look how every black hole became a tunnel.
Look how every scar became a seed.
You can crumble over and over and over again.
But you have hands to rebuild and feet to move you forward.
And if those feet carry you far away from yourself,
just pause,
take a deep breath, and
follow your heart home.
About the Creator
Eden Row
Here in ceremony with body kissing soul,
I drink in life's symphony
and learn to sing my own.
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mother, writer, earth tender, and embodiment guide
growing a life rooted in creativity, authenticity, and love




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