My morning light this morning wasn’t soft. It was harsh. Kinda like how my day unraveled.
I will say this, though. I always prefer light to darkness. Even if harshness is part of its reality. In some ways, it’s the harsh things (read: hard things) that illuminate the good. Harsh times refine and grow us if we let them.
I’m all about growth. In fact, my #recoveringperfectionist-self really dislikes when I’m not growing. Sometimes, the rain has to fall before growth can happen though. #amiright (Annnd, my word picture fell apart. Meh. I tried. ♀️)
Ate this delicious bowl of oatmeal. No, it’s not paleo. Yes, it has brown sugar. But! It also has raw pumpkin seeds, and that was one thing on my action plan from my naturopath. So, I’m calling it a “win.”