“I’ve come to the conclusion that I most certainly wasn’t Buddhist in my last life.”
“Because if I was, you’d think I’d be a lot more flexible.
I’d also probably remember not to drink coffee right before yoga class.”
Filed under Peace and Love
“I truly think you were a wild flower in your last life”,
her mom declared.
“You bloom where you are planted,
radiate a natural beauty,
brighten everybody’s day,
blow and bend in the wind.”
She then wrapped her arms around her daughter & placed a kiss atop her head.
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