Life hands us monumental moments that only require of us to show up if we can get past our own borders of self destruction, insecurities & hindrances that would otherwise hold us back. It simply asks of us on all levels of conscious living to surrender to its opening in a fuck it kind of way to just be present in seeing its unexpected gift as a form of golden opportunity.
My husband is an immigrant, coming to this country not for the usual attainment of the American dream but for something far more magical. He came here for me. This alone put us in a place of uncertainty, not fully understanding the lengths & hoops we would have to go threw for the cost ofContinue reading “Immigration & The American Dream”