When the air begins to turn colder, a warmth grows in my core that says – it’s time to start new.
REBEKAH STERLACCIWhen the air begins to turn colder, a warmth grows in my core that says – it’s time to start new.
REBEKAH STERLACCITell me your story and I’ll tell you mine. Love is found in knowing. Seeing and being seen. This is how we heal.
REBEKAH STERLACCIVegans don’t walk on egg shells.
REBEKAH STERLACCII have decided that the key to happiness is strong communication.
REBEKAH STERLACCIA low hum. Vibration when it hits the skin. An image. Permanent art. But the most satisfying part is- the decisive-ness. Decision made.
REBEKAH STERLACCISpeak the things you hope for. Then rearrange how you do the things to make them happen.
REBEKAH STERLACCIWe only see what we want to see. Usually it is ourselves. Look closer. Tilt the mirror so you can see more. Beyond self.
REBEKAH STERLACCII cannot face another moment of inauthenticity. Not one more day. Saying no to the things that make me uncomfortable in my skin.
REBEKAH STERLACCIWhen I am broken you don’t try to fix me. You listen. You are there. Thankyou.
REBEKAH STERLACCIHe’s a little bit you and a little bit me. But mostly he is himself. Filled with empathy, curiosity, and creativity. And wrapped in our love.
REBEKAH STERLACCIIn this culture of winners and losers. Your trauma is your trauma. This is not a measuring contest of pain.
REBEKAH STERLACCIEvery day we keep telling the same stories. Over and over. We forget that our endings can be different. So can the plot. I think it’s time for some surprise endings.
REBEKAH STERLACCII’ve said goodbye to so much. Now there is space. And for the first time I see how necessary it all was.
REBEKAH STERLACCIHere I am. I am here. Making this new day all it can be. Rejoicing in the sunrise thankful for the sunset. And hopeful that it will all happen again tomorrow.
REBEKAH STERLACCISaying goodbye isn’t easy. Watching someone you loves goodbye is devastating. Because you can’t fix the pain.
REBEKAH STERLACCIWhen one thing changes, it all changes. And now sitting in a pile of fallen dominoes I feel like me.
REBEKAH STERLACCI