"Sitting with pen and paper, reading materials and my tea, I start my morning with what I think of as my meditative and spiritual practice and taking in my beautiful surrounding and offering gratitude."
"I spend hours running my figures through the curly soft lumps of my hair. It’s such an unconscious act of twisting and pulling and sliding my fingers through my hair that brings me so much comfort, a quiet joy of sorts. Yet sometimes, my hair and all of its soft fuzzy texture goes in every direction but the one I want. I grow it long and then I decide I want it short; my textured hair makes me think about my life."
"The practical explorer and the sensible, and get things done Julia coexisted with the free always seeking my truth and my passionate side. The question that kept lurking in the back of my mind was “how I could leave the job all together."