April, April, April. You were intense. Warm, and very cold. Fun, and very tiring. Committed. Determined. Swaying back to old ways, and teaching those lessons again. Overwhelming at times. But oh-so-worth-it.
I’m experimenting. Today, my Yogi tea said: ‘Life is a gift. Experience is the beauty.’ I’m experiencing. This morning, I did not wake and bake. Hardly woke. Definitely not baked. I’m dogsitting in the West of Amsterdam for a few days – like a city break in my own city. Hardly a …