Letting go of this unrealistic expectation that weβre all special, exceptional angels destined for greatness. It upkeeps this sadistic need to continually prove our worth. Sometimes a gal just wants to hang out n exist π«ΆπΌ
Instead, greatness lies in the degree of presence throughout the day - can you sit and be with the wind? can you be ok knowing that this moment is all there ever is? No past, no future, just here and now
