Somehow, feeling seen and understood in my pain, helped to ease my rage. I was able to think more clearly, fearless and ready.
Layers upon layers upon layers...it peels, like an onion.
I plan to uphold, celebrate, and embrace the beauty of a life lived in the spirit of connection and purpose.
I care, deeply, about all of the issues that I have cared about before. It’s just that I have grown the power of my intuition, my softness, and my divine femininity.
My suffering is witnessed by my higher consciousness and it is integrated, not resisted. I live without the stress I used to call a companion.
And I’m making space for things I never had time for including being quiet and still.
Choose what Story will be yours.
Yes I don't dress, or think and act like you....am I to be hate for that?
love light and peace