
Dream realm
The air turned green
One teacher told me, “This is an experiential course.” She wasn’t kidding.
Dream realm
One teacher told me, “This is an experiential course.” She wasn’t kidding.
Dream realm
We were laughing. Dressed up. Floating in joy. Then the check arrived. And suddenly, I wasn’t in a restaurant anymore. I was back in the part of me that always says yes, even when it costs too much.
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