Here I am now… a list:
single mom, middle-aged divorcee…
that kind of woman is dangerous.
she is never destined to be anyone’s wife.
shakti lives on in twenty-year-old memories.
they still long to breathe her in though
they would never bring her home.
her power crosses decades and oceans.
her vision reignites passion for those who believe.
when she is taken, she revisits them all.
remember who you are, shakti.
remember your life of service and devotion:
take only what you need.
i’m navigating the ups and downs these days, mirroring the weather. 80 degrees and sunny today. Gray, rainy and cold the next. Ready to sprout and bloom and just hoping there isn’t one last freeze.
some days i can hang it all out on the clothesline and others… i just keep it on a rack inside. i’m only motivated to put it away because it takes up so much space.
i’m not an easy climate to be in right now. there’s some serious turbulence in the air. strong winds foment change.
i see how my process affects the whole. i am putting this time here consciously. i am giving in to a little more selfishness while the opportunity affords itself, while there is full excuse. i need to explore myself this deeply one more time, to savor some last moments with some bits of myself that will need to go find another way to be here soon. it’s taking time and i don’t want to rush it. i need to feel the expansiveness of it and get to know my fear so i can face it eye to eye. i realize that it moves as it should, that it will move as we allow it to, that it is what it is. i contribute to this with my process. i create the space for magic to happen. i offer my belief, i have faith that it will.
please forgive me. i am learning patience and acceptance and truth. this could take a while.