Do you remember the first time someone asked you that? I was about 6 years old and spent my time playing outside and daydreaming of unicorns – my biggest responsibility was cleaning my plate at the dinner table.
“All sickness is homesickness. All healing is homecoming. Sharing moves me homeward.”
Being truly vulnerable and allowing ourselves to be seen as we are may not be easy, but when we step into this heart space – we are free.
There is an unspoken love that exists only between sisters…soul sisters.