I finally feel like this is the woman I am inside, finally granted permission and space to be external, to be real. I feel free and open to what's inside of me, but more importantly, open to the beauty of what surrounds me, as if i've embraced it's reality and accepted it for what it is, beautiful or not. My soul attaches and lends to others and my smile eases a portal to a wordless embrace, one I can valiently share with others. My heart is light yet heavy with love filling it, each day embellishing one more element of beauty I am so lucky to feel. My breath is clear, free from the familiar obstruction of stress. Oh stress how you've inhabited me far too long, grasping time and again in attempts to squander my 20s. I hear the songs of birds, new to my ears; I smell sweet flowers, moist fern air. My eyes roll to and fro enveloping my surroundings as if nobody is looking. They are, and they too are beautiful.