My dear sister, The world that we walk now is one of chaos. Think of this as the big storm we have been waiting for; the one that will shake the foundations of the Earth free from the grips of the tyrants that once held the reins. This is not their planet, it never has been. It is ours, all of ours.
This is a time of changing how you want things to be. This is a time of reshaping the model that we wish to live by and reclaim the rules over our own existence. This is a time of tapping into you intuition, your knowing and above all your heart. This is a time of claiming with both hands the life we are meant to live.
She lay there in the wake of another world still tangled with the threads of all she could not wash away. How to arise from a beautiful dream, she wondered. How to pull the sweet gossamer strands of sleep from one's eyes and the aching yearning of recollection it brings. Could one every truly awaken?
It was the dance of love. Two whole beings broken open in sweet surrender and merged in a dance of embodied fervor; passion resonating wildly through every fiber of one's spirit. It was soul deep connection; a recognizing through endless layers of time that settled itself upon new bones. It was a temple of holy worship.
She was complicated in her simplicity, she knew this. She was the type of girl who smelled of sandalwood and open fields after a long Summer rain; intoxicating, fresh and simple to take in with a depth that seeped into the very soul. She didn't need to be saved only to be stood by and loved deeply while she saved herself.
When we spend a whole existence wandering on the seas of life and sailing at times uncertain waters, we can become lost at sea. We can feel the pull on our compass towards some distant horizon which calls to fill an ache in our hearts, a deep yearning for a place we may have never known before.
Letting go completely is sometimes the strongest thing we will ever do. It is powerful and it is reclaiming shattered pieces of ourselves back in the name of us, even if at the time it feels like we are falling apart worse than ever. Everything must dissolve in order for rebirth to occur. Caterpillars, Phoenix's and us.
It's up to me to save myself. Because I can. Because I'm the only one that can. Because I want to be with the one who believes in my ability, my voice, my truth and is strong enough to stand by the side of this big-hearted, wild goddess warrior. Because I am the heroine of my story.
Old souls never quite fit in. They have a feeling about them that they've always been old. When others were obsessing about the latest trendy thing, they were wandering around thinking of the deeper meaning of life.
Sometimes in our lives we can feel lost. As shifts in our world occur, it can leave us in a place of not knowing where we belong or what to do next. We can feel uncertain. Anxious. Insecure.