From time to time, I get lost in a deep dark ocean with turbulent and choppy waters. I find it difficult to stay afloat and breathe. Then, I draw strength from the lighthouse shining far away. It gives me hope and strength to make it through, and find a silver lining in the cloud.
My lighthouse is my faith in the power of the Universe, my hubby who is always there for me – to comfort me with kind and gentle words, my Cherry who is always happy to be around me and is excited every time she sees me, my self care rituals – such as a walk in nature etc.
What is your light house made up of my dear readers? If you do not have one, perhaps time to reflect?