She has the power to rip open the earth while at the same time tickle your skin with her soft blades of grass. She is all-knowing and our most valuable teacher. Her lessons in darkness and light, winter and summer, day or night are teaching us balance. With the come and go of her seasons she teaches us about life and death and that nothing is linear but part of a whole.
The world seems hell bent on bombarding us with negativity. If we allow it to, it will suck us dry and leave us with little to no energy or time to see all of the goodness being created around us. No doubt, there’s certainly a lot of crazy shit happening in the world. But there's an equal amount of magic and beauty being created, as well.
To finally feel home, to feel whole, to feel okay. We are searching for that other person, that second half. We are just spending time, wasting time, focusing our thoughts on who it might be. Daydreaming about where in the world they might be right now, and how THEY will save us soon.
I walked by a shop window last week and had to do a double take at my reflection. I paused for a brief moment to explore this wild, confident, fierce woman in the window. I laughed out loud and whispered to myself, “who are you and when did you arrive?”