Dear bravery, maybe I’ve quieted you over the years. When I was a little girl, I felt invincible. There was nothing I wouldn’t try twice. Flying for me was a metaphysical mystery. I owned it.
Perhaps it is power/courage/heart racing/ God-chasing/can’t stop/won’t stop/ I’m not tired yet/hold my breath/come up for air swinging/life-changing,
bravery~your Kindness sister Krissy Mosley
Oh Krissy, I remember feeling that way, too. What happened to the brave girl I used to be? Why do I only fly in dreams?
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Good question because for whatever reason my flying dreams are the best, and I do believe the brave girls we were are still here somewhere 🙂
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Oooo! The theme of bravery has been pushed at me by God this year! Wow! I remember feeling that way all of the time! Thank you for sharing I published a blog about my mission and challenge with bravery in my blog! Go check it out
https://dawnesty.com
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thank you for the invite I sure will. God bless
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