Answering Thalia’s question, of course the surgeon carves the Turkey! 🦃
Obviously, she uses different instruments and techniques but the results are masterful…
Not sure they make gravy though… 🤷🏻♂️
I once heard emotions are neither good nor bad, they just are. It’s what we do with them that determines everything.
Intuition here is paramount in my experience.
No one knows us better than we know ourselves but we must give ourselves permission to acknowledge our intuition and filter out the noise that’s bound to emerge.
I am grateful to be a love bug on the wall as typist and the girls share her journey with all of us!
Henny is a Boss… of Typist! She’s currently wet and muddy from the dog park an will not let me anywhere near her with a towel. Lesson: Do not unclasp leash before toweling her off.
Appreciate… It’s what we do with our emotions that determines everything. I have been gifted lessons that have taught me how to honor and feel, pause and reframe, keep going. Who knows… C might turn out to be a gift. Like the Zen story about farmer, horse, and son… We’ll see.
Answering Thalia’s question, of course the surgeon carves the Turkey! 🦃
Obviously, she uses different instruments and techniques but the results are masterful…
Not sure they make gravy though… 🤷🏻♂️
I once heard emotions are neither good nor bad, they just are. It’s what we do with them that determines everything.
Intuition here is paramount in my experience.
No one knows us better than we know ourselves but we must give ourselves permission to acknowledge our intuition and filter out the noise that’s bound to emerge.
I am grateful to be a love bug on the wall as typist and the girls share her journey with all of us!
Finally, HENRIETTA is a BOSS in my opinion! 🏆
Henny is a Boss… of Typist! She’s currently wet and muddy from the dog park an will not let me anywhere near her with a towel. Lesson: Do not unclasp leash before toweling her off.
Appreciate… It’s what we do with our emotions that determines everything. I have been gifted lessons that have taught me how to honor and feel, pause and reframe, keep going. Who knows… C might turn out to be a gift. Like the Zen story about farmer, horse, and son… We’ll see.
Ahhh! Intuition. I can hear you.