I wish to nourish patience, which I need as I journey through this time of transition. I wish to nourish waiting, waiting with the emotional harvest of my sensorial experiences. I wish to nourish reserving judgement.
Just be, Roxanne. Embrace inertia in the wake of that impulsive-ness that accompanies intense and high emotional yield. Observe that strong hunger to escape without filling it. See ... smell ... listen and hear ... taste ... touch and feel. Fill yourself with NOW.
I wish to nourish creativity ~ in particular my photographic endeavour. I wish to nourish that seed of inspiration which will lead to publishing my work. I wish to nourish my current solitude, initially inflicted upon me but currently embraced by me, which provides much clarity. I wish to nourish the root of my Self. I wish to nourish love, the only true healing force we have.