Monday, May 8, 2017

Char

Past~
Oh darling, how you let your sweet tender limbs and beating heart be charred by the spitting fire of wounded people from your past. How you let them cast shadows upon your light, how you let them shift and contort your subconscious reality and the way you saw yourself. I know, I know -- you loved and shared so deeply, and wanted them all to feel and to know what exquisite love, gratitude, and peace felt like. But my dear, how your inevitable kindness was misplaced, and how you cared -- so deeply -- for the dusty hidden corners of people who were too scared to peer through their own window, and into themselves. 


Present~
Beautiful woman, take that care, take that love, and use it to dust the char off your skin, and heal the burns on your heart. Wrap yourself in your innate wisdom, your womanhood, your breath, and let yourself expand in self, in light, in love, and in being

Outcome~
Oh, how you've grown, how you've surpassed, how you have learned. You are moving forward in a series of progressive and growth filled learning cycles. Each twirling round, as you're dropping more waste and becoming lighter, freer, more you, more us, more all, more one. You're speaking, living, and feeling your truth. You're trusting your intuition. You are living with intention, and forgiving yourself so sweetly for the brief moments you veer off course. You share and bask in love with those around, but also extend that love and care to yourself, first and foremost. A gorgeous sight to see as you bloom, once again, into the next phase. 

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