“The work I do to let go of my suffering diminishes the suffering of the whole universe. When I have room for my own pain, I have room for the pain of others. Only then can I be transformed into joy. As I heal, the Earth heals.” WholeEarthPainJoySufferingUniverseMy OwnRoomsHealingLetting GoHealTransformedDiminish Author:Christiane Northrup
“I call it "pedal magic" and only those who ride know the utter ecstasy of bicycling. Pressing a pedal toward Earth gives flight to my fancy. Every rotation powers my traveling machine toward yet another date with destiny. The breeze clears my senses. The wind blows away my troubles. The sun shines upon my future. Spinning spokes create flashing metal upon an endless path-cycling feels like an infinite spiritual rush. It cleanses my mind. All my troubles fade into joy.” KnowsGivingFeelsMindEarthSpiritualJoyHealingDestinySunPathTroubleMagicWindMachinesInfiniteShiningBlowSensesEndlessFlightFancySpokesEcstasyMetalsFadesBreezeSpinningMy FutureCyclingSun ShinesPedalsRotation Author:Frosty Wooldridge