the best gift i ever gave myself was surrendering to my intuition.
i freely admit that i don't always (consciously) know why do the things i do. i follow hunches, pray on a whim, pick up pebbles that catch my eye.
i'll stop in my tracks for that "still, small voice".
i'll sometimes have a candle, gemstone, or knick knack for months before i completely understand why.
but it always works out. there's always a reason, always a blessing.
for that, i am grateful.