Listened to this while lighting the fire this morning, nice to have some company just listening to your unfiltered thoughts. Love this concepts of the walk and unplanned talk ❤️
I love imagining you listening while lighting your fire Sophie. Lighting the fire each morning is a fond memory I have of New Zealand when I lived there in a yoga community. I would be the first one into our practice space and get the room warm for our community. I loved that rhythm. ✨
I’m listening to it now. Firstly, I love the sounds of nature, the birds, your footsteps, and of course your beautiful, sweet-sounding, sexy voice, your breath, how your voice changes directions with your movements, how your t’s sounds, and especially the smacking of your lips. As I walk outdoors, I notice the beautiful orchestra played by the birds, the not-so-beautiful sounds of construction, and the street sounds—the smell of the nice season. My thoughts are racing all over. But I’m free just as you are to experience the joy of the walk. So many in our country who have called it home and enjoyed our country's freedoms are no longer based on geography and where they were born. I keep hoping that love conquers hate and that our country will arrive at its senses. Let’s keep loving and spreading our love coast to coast and heal our nation. The innocence and freedom the beautiful birds enjoy, everyone should enjoy. Love and only love.
Listened to this while lighting the fire this morning, nice to have some company just listening to your unfiltered thoughts. Love this concepts of the walk and unplanned talk ❤️
I love imagining you listening while lighting your fire Sophie. Lighting the fire each morning is a fond memory I have of New Zealand when I lived there in a yoga community. I would be the first one into our practice space and get the room warm for our community. I loved that rhythm. ✨
I’m listening to it now. Firstly, I love the sounds of nature, the birds, your footsteps, and of course your beautiful, sweet-sounding, sexy voice, your breath, how your voice changes directions with your movements, how your t’s sounds, and especially the smacking of your lips. As I walk outdoors, I notice the beautiful orchestra played by the birds, the not-so-beautiful sounds of construction, and the street sounds—the smell of the nice season. My thoughts are racing all over. But I’m free just as you are to experience the joy of the walk. So many in our country who have called it home and enjoyed our country's freedoms are no longer based on geography and where they were born. I keep hoping that love conquers hate and that our country will arrive at its senses. Let’s keep loving and spreading our love coast to coast and heal our nation. The innocence and freedom the beautiful birds enjoy, everyone should enjoy. Love and only love.
Let’s do that Tahir :: spread our love coast to coast. Yes 🙌 ✨💕✨
You are free to experience the joy of the walk. Yes. Naming that feels powerful.