Where is love?
Does it even exist?
The questions that haunt our dreams, "Am I not worthy of love?" "Is there something wrong with me?"
You are not alone.
We’ve all have tales when love didn’t go the way we expected. Maybe we were really crapped on and it hurt like heck. Maybe we are shut down and dance around love because we are afraid it might just hurt too much? Blame it on Daddy or mommy issues or the last idiot that took you to ride nowhere but this is hindering our ability to love and it's not cool!
There is Love.
There is a way to find your way.
Listen to the possibilities of a welcoming universe