I will pluck out all my doubts, fears, and insecurities like dead leaves on a plant.
Let’s pluck out the items that no longer serve us and win this war against clutter.
Walk up to the piano and pluck a melody that brings joy to your heart.
❤
With my feet on the ground and head in the clouds…
I will pluck out all my doubts, fears, and insecurities like dead leaves on a plant.
Let’s pluck out the items that no longer serve us and win this war against clutter.
Walk up to the piano and pluck a melody that brings joy to your heart.
❤
I like your perspective on the prompt. Nicely done. 🙂
Thank you :). I am so glad we have these prompts to practice with :).