Many lost soul-pieces await restlessly to be acknowledged...just as the ruins of wrecked ships from long ago are waiting for the next storm to uncover them.
I know how I have cried, and cursed this body. I know how, when I got my period for the first time, I shut myself in a room and cried, saying "I hate this!"
I inhaled all the pieces of my story, my internal breath like the wind washing over me, jostling gently out some of the emotional and energetic debris.
The older couples had already claimed the smaller tubs built for two. I imagined this to be their regular date night and a wise way to keep love alive.
Through the lens of astrology, you can gain great insights into your child's unique character... you can better understand the nuances of her individuality