By Trina Otero Welcome back for another episode of The Seva Chronicles! š So many beautiful connections; watching guests heal and open up to receive love, genuine relation-ship & connection; and synchronicities all-around! ⤠So grateful! May the Light guide you. Namaste, T.O. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JUGkUwSdc2M ________________________________________________________________________________ Inspired? Share my Love but please credit my work! ⤠… Continue reading The Seva Chronicles | Ep. 2
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°ā°ā„°ā°Lion’s Gate [8/8/8] of Self Love°ā°ā„°ā°
By Trina Otero Thursday I had an inkling that turned into an urge by Friday. I felt aĀ deep desire within to be alone in nature on Saturday, August 8, which is called The Lion's Gate 8/8/8. I've never slept in nature alone, and I haven't camped since I was a child, but the urge was … Continue reading °ā°ā„°ā°Lion’s Gate [8/8/8] of Self Love°ā°ā„°ā°
Chapter 1: Boots in the Belluno Rain
We are so excited to share our first Sole Stories with you from Italy! This is an idea I have been dreaming and planning for awhile now, thanks to my very first Sole Story in 2011. It is an answered prayer to witness my dreams come to life! When Jess and I dressed for the … Continue reading Chapter 1: Boots in the Belluno Rain
Il Romanticismo della Mattina
Here I am... Still in bed. But it's only 7:13 a.m. I am, however, thinking about pouncing on top of my friend, who is asleep in the other room, just to scare the crap out of her. šĀ I've been awake since 4 a.m. - I guess I drank a little too much wine before … Continue reading Il Romanticismo della Mattina
Buongiorno!
My first sunrise in Italy! Have a wonderful, blessed day/night everyone! Namaste, T.O.
City of Concrete & Metal
By Trina Otero "My heart mourns a little. So much concrete and metal." - T.O. [Don't be afraid to click on the photos below!] Namaste, T.O.
Somewhere on I-15 N
By Trina OteroI can see the night sky full of stars. It's magnificent. The dark silhouette of the mountains merge with the sea of sky, which is adorned with thousands of twinkling diamonds. When I stare for a long while, everything else in my sight melts away, and only me and the sky exist.
Sole Stories
By Trina Otero As weird as this sounds I am going to admit I don't like to shop for clothes. When I do shop I always make an effort to find a diamond in the rough, a treasure. So imagine my mood when my bestie Paola dragged me all over Louisville on Black Friday. I … Continue reading Sole Stories