Hi,I love everything you write.You make me think about life more deeply than I ever have.And seeing your emails makes me smile.I wish I could have a real meaningful conversation with you
Subscriber and number 1 fan here. Really happy to here your living life to the full. It's not just about taking your clothes off . We want to understand the person here too. Loving your content. Keep it up. Your a real inspiration to us midlife rebels 😘
I hear someone who didn’t choose stillness but met it honestly when the body insisted, and there’s a kind of reluctant wisdom in that. The way you speak about truth feels more like a reckoning that time keeps arranging until we finally stop negotiating with ourselves. It sounds as if the flu wasn’t a gift so much as a summons, one that asked you to listen in a way productivity and plans never quite allow.
Like yor paperwurk
Love it,I'm glad you are feeling better!
Ca rnivore diet fixes all . Don't laugh , do t for 3 months and get back to me .
I actually know it does and I did it myself...problem is I cannot eat beef ONLY for the rest of my life 🫠
Now I know why I’m so tired all the time,, I thought it was getting old, but maybe my mind is having an internal battle.
Oh well, your mind, my mind...any mind. The mind is the most powerful machine ever and if is not under your control, it makes your life miserable :(
Wonderful to hear Your “Bouncing” back Rose. May Your Xmas be of Peace, Quiet & Contentment 😇🎶🌈🎄
Hi,I love everything you write.You make me think about life more deeply than I ever have.And seeing your emails makes me smile.I wish I could have a real meaningful conversation with you
Subscriber and number 1 fan here. Really happy to here your living life to the full. It's not just about taking your clothes off . We want to understand the person here too. Loving your content. Keep it up. Your a real inspiration to us midlife rebels 😘
I hear someone who didn’t choose stillness but met it honestly when the body insisted, and there’s a kind of reluctant wisdom in that. The way you speak about truth feels more like a reckoning that time keeps arranging until we finally stop negotiating with ourselves. It sounds as if the flu wasn’t a gift so much as a summons, one that asked you to listen in a way productivity and plans never quite allow.