She is dreaming of bright and colorful days on a sunny remote tropical island where she can finally free her wings out of her rib cage and live a life full of passion and wild joy.
Just like the birth of gold; a treasure like non another was born from a collision of stars, fell towards Earth and sank deep in the ocean.
There she stayed for million years and breathed life into the world around her, the creator and protector of unique wonders our eyes will probably never see.
There she remains till this day. Probably…
She always looks elegant and polished.
She has a tight reign on her emotions and looks at the world around her with very unimpressed eyes.
However, her favorite pass time when no one is looking, is to lay down in the sun in a field of wild flowers and imagine herself as one of those ”french girls.”
The neutral girl gone crazy in color.
She is realizing just how much she’s missed out and beginning to ask herself; just how many other things in life did she miss out closing herself in one box.
”Maracuja” or passion fruit.
She embodies all the colors of passion from seed to the fruit. She is a fighter and firmly believes in a beautiful tomorrow.
La belle with so much talent and sweetness.
She makes everything seem so easy, one almost forgets she is carrying as much as everyone else.
Balancing life is her art.
”May the morning sun sing to you, you are worthy of new beginnings” Morgan Harper Nichols
”Keep looking where the light pours in…beautiful, courageous soul” Morgan Harper Nichols
”On the most ordinary days, you are still growing in meaningful ways” Morgan Harper Nichols
She is embarking on a new chapter, guided by the Light and the small but consistent voice of her intuition. She is a little bit afraid but she carries the fruits of her past labors with her, to remind herself that this too shall bloom.
She is learning to read beauty in the pains of her life. She is learning to kiss her scars and renew her heart. She is learning to forgive. She is learning to breathe easy.
It is finally the season where she can relax and reap the fruits of her hard labor. She is finally allowing herself to hear the birds sing and breathe in all the colors of the wind.