Today I cried.
I cried for my ankles. My cry was humble. My cry was love. My cry was graceful. How does this tiny area hold up my ENTIRE body. If I didn't have ankles where would my feet be? If I didn't have ankles, just how, I ask you, would I be supported? How would I run? What would happen to the short sock industry? Seriously. I loved up on my ankles. I never want to forget them. I never take them for granted. I prayed today for my ankles and I WILL do it again! While praying today, I lavishly rubbed my ankles, feet and toes and gave thanks to my Whole Body. I gave my ankles extra attention and my tears did flow. "Thank you for carrying me Dear Sweet Ankles!" My sweet, sweet, thin and powerful ankles answered. "You are welcome!"
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AuthorRev. Renee' Ramcharitar, B.Msc., is a "Whole"istic Spiritual Coach and Teacher. She considers herself a "wildflower", one thrives and shows up to express herself in interesting ways - "between the cracks". Archives
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