after what has felt like a never-ending death cycle for the past 10-ish months, i woke up this morning feeling like Spirit had FINALLY breathed LIFE back into my body. it was as if all the challenges and losses i endured this year collapsed into my being overnight. and as the bright morning light filled my room, it, too, filled my spirit.
faith, joy, excitement and childlike wonder blew in, like old friends i’d grown to cherish and lean on, but that coincidentally had been called to quests of their own when i needed them most, and were now back, DYING to catch up.
i embraced them gleefully. and then cried.
they are here to stay, they said. i feel this. a new depth. of light. of dark.
a new skin. and for sure, a new voice 🐋
and while i type this… seeing evidence of fall everywhere, i can assure you i will be honoring a new spring.
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update 10/4:
thank you for you messaging me words of love and support and for sharing your own struggles and similar experiences this year… you’re doing an amazing job 🕯️ i know i haven’t expressed this publicly but those of you called to walk this path of devotion alongside me… well, at times, you were the only anchor in this storm 💕 thank you for meeting me in my darkness, and for being so skilled in loving that you didn’t rush me in finding my way back to the light. you trusted God and the process, knowing the pain was fulfilling a purpose greater than anyone of us could understand. and for that, i am eternally grateful 🙏🏻
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