It's alright to be scared, dear one. You don't always have to be strong. Sometimes the winds howl outside of your door and the storm rages out of control all around you. Everything blows up and chaos ensues as the world crumbles at your feet. But I want you to know dear one, this is not the end.
Dear Thyroid, I've been swearing at you a lot lately, and for that I'm sorry. I kept seething that you and my body betrayed me when I realized that I have done my share of betraying you both.
Sometimes there can be a lot of unwanted energy floating around in our world. Clearing is very beneficial any time you feel that you need a little cleansing brought to the spaces around you. This is a great way to nullify any unwanted energies, purify your sacred space, and cleanse your own energy.
Holidays can be a very stressful time. You're dealing with family, with the clashes that rise, the expectations and the stress. The faces around the table change, some gone forever and some moved on to new adventures. There's history, headaches and heartache. It can be a very hard time with a lot to deal with. But there are some ways that we can make it easier on ourselves.
The path to living our truth isn't static. It is constantly changing, pulling away the layers of what we were so we are able to dive deeper and see these new incarnations with new eyes. But first we need to take off the rose-colored glasses.
The wild woman runs feral through the trees, carrying with her treasures of fern, rock and root. She who is connected to every stream and branch. She who is woven of shadow, myth and truth. She who beats the drum of magic and mystery. She is the fire that burns away the old world, destroying the cage that once held tight.
A storm howls in my soul. A wild torrent of madness. Feral, dark and raw Echoing my longing Through the ancient pines.
Lilith tells us to take back our power. She calls to us to stand in our truth, embracing our darkness and our light equally. She tells us to stop playing small and being afraid of burning too passionately for worry of being misunderstood in the eyes of others. Our fire is not for them, she tells us. It is for us. We're not here to be the sacrifice; we're here to set the world on fire.
From the beginning of the world I knew you. Since time first stirred and the seasons were born. The memory of your mystery called in my veins. Awakening within me the truest memories of my soul.
Find me under the Moon, soul bare and heart open. Let me swim in your spirit past the sentry of time and space that stands in the way and let me love you. Pull away the unworthiness etched upon your shores by those too blind to see your value and let me breathe you into the depths of myself in appreciation of all that you are.