“What will it look like for Cara to
love Cara?”
Amidst the chaos and turbulence of my parent’s home, there was a
handmade white cloth, pillow banner that, to this day, hangs in my old
room. It reads “LOVE.” This bird song that plays in my chest
is this tune that I must now open up my mouth and allow my voice, as well as
all of my channels, to sing.
Cara loving Cara looks like me owning and embodying my purpose for being on our planet, now – which is to share a message of LOVE. There’s nothing more.
Cara loving Cara looks like me owning and embodying my purpose for being on our planet, now – which is to share a message of LOVE. There’s nothing more.
EXERCISE #1
What will it look like for You to LOVE yourself?
