This could be Tea-quila: Recent Episodes
Elaine S
Welcome to this safe space. Come with me on a journey of self discovery, where we celebrate each other as we are: Authentically Imperfect and Beautifully flawed. I’m a believer in falling in love with yourself first. Fall in love with taking care of yourself. Fall in love with the path of deep healing. Fall in love with becoming the best version of yourself with patience, compassion, a little humour and respect to your own journey. Bienvenidos a este rinconcito en donde estamos iniciando una jornada de descubrimiento, paciencia, sanación, con humor y respeto, aprendamos a amarnos.
Brown Eyes by Nadia McGhee Her eyes are blue Yours are brown Hers represents the ocean Yours represents the ground You’ve always hated your eyes And wished that they were blue But your eyes have a tint of gold So rare it must not be true So yes her eyes are blue And yes your eyes are brown But your eyes hold the riches That are buried in the ground Her eyes carry storms And rage like the sea Your eyes carry earthquakes That bring mountains to their knees Maybe her eyes are blue But your eyes reign queen Because they hold the purest riches The world has ever seen
“There is nobody who's Youer than you.”
—Dr. Seuss Have a tea break with me. It could be teaquila