…
the answer continues to rise
from the holy ground of the every-moment,
from the brimming and the bleak.
this is my life, my body, my broken, my beyond. this is my beautiful, my awkward, my lovely, my frustration, my stirring, my lost, my confusion, my unease, my sublime, my questions, my full-alive.
this is.
…
I think this could be a prayer for me right now. Sometimes I just have to sit and say, here is the mess of me. Take it, please. Thank you for this
*tears* thank you for being so present to what I wrote, and for being present to yourself. I am greatly encouraged, friend. xo
this is….beautiful life
this echos my heart as well…
blessings sister
love and light
and so we open ourselves to become part of the echo.
such a beautiful web of string, suffering and song.
something about your words tonight, here, this, mark a shift for me. a point of turning and transformation. this will be something i plant into the garden of my soul to always remain. <3
I love how moments merge with us and drag us down deep into the soil of Now – there we are planted, there we will remain and grow.
you are so beautiful. xo
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This is my beautiful.
Stunning and real. Love your words.
<3