I want to write and share so many things.
I want to tell you about all the incredible epiphanies, synchronistic experiences, and endless clarity that’s been dropping in.
I want to let you in on the beauty that’s beginning to blossom, internally and externally, and share everything that led me to this moment in time. I want to celebrate the possibilities that have opened up as entirely new awarenesses and ways of being are now accessible.
Yet there are no words—only gratitude.
Gratitude for this last year of my life.
Gratitude for every test and lesson along the way.
Gratitude for the endings, losses, grief, and healing.
Gratitude for trust and surrender and beautiful unfoldings abound.
This last year was a season of transition, ripe with gifts and wisdom I couldn’t see until now. I’ve learned so much in these last two weeks alone. Things I struggle to articulate, but that I know with certainty in my bones. New ways of being and beliefs that supportive souls have helped me anchor into and begin integrating at truly transformational levels.
So yes, there’s much gratitude.
Despite the immense grief.
Despite the uncertainty and unknowns.
Despite the rage and fury from the world at large.
And there’s an openness like nothing I’ve felt before. A readiness and steadiness that form an unshakable foundation in my soul.
Whew! This next season has begun, and I cannot wait to see what continues to unfold. The deeper healing and growth work is never done, but I’m able to balance it in such a powerful way these days. I’m able to make different choices in what I think and believe and how I choose to respond or behave. I’m able to stay anchored and rooted in what’s true, what I desire, who I want to be, and where I want to go… allowing old stories, wounding, and traumas to detox out of my system rather than getting hooked in.
I have so much to share.
So much to create and teach.
For now, I’m simmering in the sweetness of this space.