When your in the taking off your make up & you suddenly break into lol my yessss you guys get the ugly face at 1:32 am lololol
Took about 15min to and take a picture as per the lovely @mindyohyoga request. Now I want to see @caitlin_tweed @_missally_ @swoodams and @michellegardella do the same! Love you all :))))
As children we have some of the purest minds. Our innocence allows us to believe, to trust and most importantly, have faith. But as we grow older our minds begin to think. We begin to question. We don’t trust as easily, we don’t have the same faith as our child self did. In our lives whenever bad things happen, they lead us to believe that somehow the universe just hates us, or that we never did anything to the universe, so why does it hate us so? But there are only rare cases. A very few amount of people that say, “Oh well. Maybe it happened for a good reason.” There’s a reason for everything. We might not see it or be able to understand it, but somehow this one event, whether good or bad fits into a grand scheme that God has ultimately planned for us. We have to be able to accept that and put blind faith into God. Just as a child puts faith in the adults to provide for its well-being, we as human beings must leave behind the worries of how things will be tomorrow and just trust God. Live life in this moment and live it well. Sorry for any mistakes ji and keep supporting 🙏
4th book of 2014✅ "The Joy of Living" by Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche 📖👓 📌 Todos estamos en este camino en el que queremos ser felices y evitar cualquier forma de sufrimiento... Pero, ¿Cuantos realmente estamos conscientes de ello? Y los que estamos conscientes... ¿Qué tan dispuestos estamos a romper patrones repetitivos destructivos que tenemos solo por costumbre, que sólo dañan nuestra capacidad de estar acá?
It is intuitive, if chilling, that in floral shops the roses that won't open are called . They are discarded because they will never bloom. They have turned in on themselves so tightly that they can never release their fragrance. Yet as spirits in bodily form, we have the chance to tighten and bloom more than once. Unlike roses, the human chamber can be shut down for years, and still, it takes but one breath from the true center and we will flower. It has always humbled me how the risk to bloom can seem so insurmountable beforehand and so inevitably once the threshold of suffering is crossed. We can flower in an , as soon as the pain of not and not loving become greater than our .