how releasing addiction leads to exploration
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how releasing addiction leads to exploration

ByKymberlee

Please allow me to introduce your heart to day seven of the daily delish: how releasing addiction leads to exploration. In today’s audio love note , I do a little more getting real and talk about what I’ve been learning about myself since I left Facebook a month ago. The quote I read is from page 119 Austin Kleon‘s book, “Keep Going: 10 Ways to Stay Creative in Good Times and Bad”. The bit about procrastination comes from the book “Free Play: Improvisation in Life and Art” by Stephen Nachmanovitch. I also sing you a song, naturally. EnJOY!

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