Enjoyed a lovely early morning walk along my property this morning. Bird watching, meditating by the stream. What a truly magical little piece of paradise we have here. The purples and golds are making their annual debut, giving us a glimpse of Autumn, of transition.
The early morning mist was rising up from the earth up into the deepest, blue sky. I felt a tremendous sense of release. Such a soft letting go, no fanfare, no thunder claps or lightening bolts, a simple rising into the limitless sky.
It has been a very emotional week. But this morning I found rest once again. I found myself deeply reflecting on life over the past 5 years, a season of great turmoil and heartache. I’m coming out the other side at long last.
I run….when I’m afraid, I run. But the truth is, I can’t can’t run from what’s deep inside of me. Instead, like the early morning mist, rising from the earth, I gently, effortlessly, let go.
These past few days I’ve raged, I’ve cried, deep, deep cries. It was as if something outside of myself was forcing me to face my fears, the deep ones. For such a moment as this.
This morning as I sat in the early morning sunshine and walked barefoot in the dew covered grass, dipped my feet in the stream and watched the birds playfully circle around me, I had a very deep awareness and a strong sense that all is well indeed. Now is the the turning point, the beginning of manifestation.
It’s been inside of me all along. I know what’s true and what’s to come, but somehow, at this very moment it feels tangible.
Happy Sunday everyone ❤