a better way. week nineteen

I recorded myself spontaneously read today’s excerpt.

There is much to say about sensual living.

Speaking of, I can hear the chirping birds outside my window.

Some days, the only time I am sensual is in Quiet Time.

This morning I proclaimed (to no one, and everyone) that Quiet Time was the best part of my day.

It’s the anchor.

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