This is beautiful. It feels like a quiet re-education of attention..bringing meaning back into the ordinary where it’s been waiting all along. I love how it kneels rather than reaches, how it lets the sacred live in hands, bread, moss, and light. There’s so much tenderness in that closing turn. Thank you for this reminder to notice what’s already beside us.
yep, that’s it~ the universe hiding in a mug like it’s no big deal. i love how this keeps tugging my sleeve like psst, you’re already standing in it. quiet abundance doing sneak attacks.
This is beautiful. It feels like a quiet re-education of attention..bringing meaning back into the ordinary where it’s been waiting all along. I love how it kneels rather than reaches, how it lets the sacred live in hands, bread, moss, and light. There’s so much tenderness in that closing turn. Thank you for this reminder to notice what’s already beside us.
I truly appreciate you, Shelby ♥️
Truly beautiful ❤️
Thank you so much 💙🫶
Beautifully written ❤️
Thank you so much 🙏❤️
Incredibly well penned ♥️
Thank you so much, Aaliya 💙🫶
Beautiful!!
Thank you so much 💙🫶
“not in the grand arrival, but the steam”
yep, that’s it~ the universe hiding in a mug like it’s no big deal. i love how this keeps tugging my sleeve like psst, you’re already standing in it. quiet abundance doing sneak attacks.
Thanks for sharing your kind words 💙🩶
🙏❤️👁️
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