07 March 2017


I don´t pray to god, the universe, or mother nature. I pray to yesterday. I thank her, pause in wonder, sometimes curse her. Yesterday is what brought me to today. What gave me strength and wisdom. Yesterday also gave me the lines on my face, the grey hairs and strong muscles. Who I met and who i missed. Whose touch I can still feel lightly resting on my hand. I´ve had over 16,000 yesterdays to learn, to laugh, to love, to be.



I knew a girl who was blue. So she painted her world pink. xoxo