Better Than Oatly! (The Best Plant-Based Milk For Your Coffee)favorite_border
Super creamy and delicious with no additives or canola oil; perfect for THE most luxurious cup of coffee at home.
We Return to the Earthfavorite_border
I turn the routine of my daily run into ritual by taking a moment before or after to connect with the earth. It just takes a moment - I sit down, place my hands on the ground…and I breathe. Sometimes I pray. Sometimes I sing for her. No matter what: even if I only have a brief moment before it’s time to head home, I always, always say thank you.
Everything is Prayerfavorite_border
Transform routine into ritual and every day, you’ll feel a little closer to YOU - which is the same as feeling a little closer to God. There is no separation.
Drop the Effortfavorite_border
Not everything requires your constant effort.
Letting Go Hurts Toofavorite_border
Letting go hurts, too.
This weekend my entire body started aching from head to toe. It was as if I’d done the worlds hardest workout, but I hadn’t. I don’t know why or where it came from but everything just HURT.
I Can't Believe It's Endingfavorite_border
I listened to your last words today. So there is this voice message you sent me right before you died. It’s been in my phone for over 6 years, but I could never make myself press play.
A Letter from our CEOfavorite_border
We have received some comments and complaints from Trump supporters claiming our online platform no longer feels like a “safe space”. I’d like to address that.
I don’t know what it is about today but every time I move my body I cry. Yesterday was rough. I can’t explain it - just rough.
Good morning! Or, grand rising. I heard someone say a while back “we are not mourning - we are rising” and I just couldn’t get it out of my head. Grand rising. Each new day, we rise.
When the Disciple is Ready, the Guru Appearsfavorite_border
I just want to sit here. Feel, here. Be, here. It’s funny how much time I spend showing her the ways of the world when actually, she is the one opening my eyes and my heart every day.
Who Am I?favorite_border
When we take away all of the labels we use to describe ourselves, what's left? Who are we when we aren't role models, family members, or climbers of our career ladders? Who are we when we aren't doing, performing, or producing? Who are YOU?