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[turtles_path]

"His heart was growing full of broken wings and artificial flowers," wrote poet Federico Garcia Lorca. "In his mouth, just one small word was left." There were times during the first half of June when I was tempted to borrow those words to describe you, Cancerian. Now, thankfully, you're moving into a much brighter phase. The buds that are about to

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[opakele]

Oh, this sounds hopeful.

How are you?

[turtles_path]

Hopeful. :)

I am well. Busy creating space for myself to breathe into the "new normal". Sharing some of it with friends and savoring school and massage practice. Learning patience and working on communication.

I could really go for a few days of beading and meandering on the beach, mountains or woods with ya. :)

[opakele]

Should you ever come out this way, we will beach, bead and meander to our hearts content. I would enjoy that.

[turtles_path]

DREAMS CAN COME TRUE!!!