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Hello Darlings . . . Summer is in full swing.  June’s roses have faded, and July’s wild, sunflowers are now in full bloom. When the heat is on, I love staying cool in this UO Ecote off the shoulder romper.  It’s just . . . well . . . downright sexy.  

One thing in life you can count on. . . things change. Sometimes, I struggle with this reality. Oh, how we long to hold onto what is beautiful; we want to keep forever, the people and things that we love.  But, change is inevitable.  Nature is the biggest example of this.  Our time is precious. Fleelting and emphermal. Seasons come and go.  All things come and go.  I’m not sure what the next few months will have in store for me.  I feel like the Universe is asking me to step up. rise to a new day. set sail. jump ship. stop acting small or out of fear.  My mantra today is, “hang on, it gets easier, and then it gets okay, and then it feels like freedom.” 

The Summer Day

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

—Mary Oliver

Peace, Love, & Good Chocolate

PARIS 

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