Our bodies let go when it’s time to let go — it’s called death. We ought to let go of the little burdensome things each day — that’s called living.
My own prescription for health is less paperwork and more running barefoot through the grass.
How cool! Dr Mercola posted this on his Google+ page.
Breathe, thank, pray, rise, stretch, move, live!
Thorns and stings
And those such things
Just make stronger
Our angel wings.
How very cool! Apparently, this poem has become quite a popular tattoo. There are no fewer than a dozen humans out there — including Katya Elise Henry — with various mods of this verse permanently inked on their bodies. I gotta say, as a beaming, blushing author that’s a little awesome.
A morning walk sets us out on the right foot for the day.