Dear Self,
What do you need?
Do you need to shed some tears? The soil is here, right beneath you.
Drop the fight and surrender. Cry the shame out.Cry the pain out.Cry the anger out.
I Do
Bow to the majesty of nature.
I Do
Choose to experience life to the last drop.
I Do
Choose to be in my body, accepting.
I Do
Weep to how vulnerable I feel, releasing.
I Do
Feel every motion, embracing.
I Do
Observe every thought, echoing.
I Do
Get down on my knees,…
Every form of life has a spirit to it, be it still or mobile to the naked eye. The shape of the physical form can translate the shape of the spirit itself. No shape is identical to any other in its gross representation all the way to how it took that shape over the days,…