Hi readers! It's been a bit. Just to be honest, I lost my desire to write and have been struggling to get it back. But over the past week, I've felt that fire for weaving words begin to burn again. If you've read my blog or followed me on social media, you know that mental… Continue reading Working on Writing and Wellness
I asked again to receive my word for the year. After a moment of darkness laced with colors, I saw the outline of a sparkling purple butterfly. This faded as it flew away. Then, the darkness opened up to a wolf standing on the edge of a cliff, mouth open, panting, looking around at the scenery of a desert. This then faded, and it got dark. Just completely black.
I almost cried in the middle of the store as my little girl self related to the stories being shared. I started to understand the depth of the longing within me. I can only begin healing by acknowledging the experiences and validating the emotions of my childhood. The only way I can grow and heal as an adult is to first connect with and love the little girl in me.