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Dear Rest, Thanks. sincerely yours, T [su_note note_color=”#F8FBFB” radius=”0″] April Love 2016: a month of love letters. This is an exploration of self-love and unravelling for the entire month of April presented by Susannah Conway. Unravelling my thoughts and revelations that I have found out about myself and my life by looking deeper at the world around me. Inspired by Susannah Conway’s Unravelling: Ways of Seeing Myself e-course and her book This I Know: Notes on…

Dear Books, One of my favorite things to do in the world is to find a comfy spot and curl up with a good book in my hands and read. I haven’t done that in quite awhile as I haven’t set time aside to read a new book, but it’s something I terribly miss and really should make time for. For me, reading is a way to escape my real…

Dear Intuition, Wow, you are absolutely great. I honestly don’t think you know how great you are, but trust me, you’re amazing. What magic you posses! When I listen to you and when I trust you, you never steer me wrong. You are always right, and while no one is always right, you are and that’s magical. I’ve learned to listen to you, Intuition. I mean, I’ve always took into…

Dear Morning, We are not friends. It is unfortunate, but so true. It’s always a constant struggle and as much as I wish we could be friends, I honestly don’t see anyway that we could. I’m such a night owl that I dismiss you all of the time. Staying up late, I often miss out on you, Morning, as I’m fine just sleeping in and missing out. I often find…

Dear Feet, You’ve taken me to so many amazing places, walked me through time and history, kept me grounded in my world and supported my weight through so many adventures. We’ve touched the earth in so many different places. We experienced so many new lands and cultures and habitats. We adapted. We took barefooted strolls along the beaches of the Mediterranean, and the Caribbean, and the Pacific and Thailand. We…

Dear Home, They say that home is where your heart is and I’m starting to think that they’re right. Home to me is wherever I feel most content, most comfortable and the most myself. It is where my mind and my heart can run free and be whomever they want to be. Home is my shelter. It is where I’m with my family, the only people in the entire world…

Dear Love, I’ve always questioned you. And I suppose that I still do. I will never truly understand the entire scope of your reach until I deeply witness it first hand. I don’t think I’ve ever been “in love.” I don’t think that’s a bad thing. I still have time, but I think it’s unfortunate. I’ve been “in like” with a person but I never trust them enough to fall…