My life, in some ways, has slowed since arriving in Shiretown.
I am no longer starting and ending my days,
Rushing, hurrying, worrying.
So much noise.
In the stillness of the forests and by the endless sea, I have found quiet.
Amongst the craggy cliffs, where the lupines dance, I have found solitude.
In solitude, I have found peace.
Staring up at the Milky Way, our window into the Universe, I have found humility;
looking up at the infinite spread of stardust, my body recognizes itself on a deep, cellular level,
and relaxes:: we are only in these bodies in transience, and these bodies hold the promise that we will return to our boundless forms once again. Breathe, d~e~e~e~e~e~e~p.
The ocean has taught me that we watery beings
can never be tamed;
We dance with the wind: turbulence and stillness.
We dance with the moon: ebbs and flows.
We dance with the sky: countless hues, from vivid + vibrant, to muted + soft.
Wise women who have come before me
have been teaching me the ways of the Warrior, the Wild Woman.
I feel a sort of ceremonial initiation as I receive their wisdoms.
I find myself standing taller,
in my personal power, courage, freedom, and deep confidence.
I have reconnected.
I can feel my body moving in harmonious rhythm with cycles, with seasons,
finally accepting and embracing their unique offerings.
Releasing resistance in order to Flow. ✨•