Sunday, March 29, 2015

You must love your tears and your way, when you dance...

I have been dancing, again.  Maybe not well, but, for me.  When I dance, I seem to remember what true love is.  True love lifts you, makes you feel like you are leaping with joy on a Spring day in the garden and all feels warm and comforting.  I give that to myself as I stand doing my barre work.  I am true love.

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