It started with a post about naming. Some of the words stirred my soul in a way that I just couldn't put my finger on. I knew that naming was an important part of my awakening.
I'd heard of dying to the old and living anew. But not in this way.
I wasn't sure what to do about my writing. Things had gotten hard. Painful. There is pain involved when one wakes up from a deep sleep. Muscles and Limbs are stiff and weak.
I feel as though I'm learning how to walk again.
One baby step at a time as one friend puts it.
This is that journey. The journey of one girl. Waking up some more. One baby step at a time. Care to join the journey?
That green blanket tells so many stories. Honestly, I'm sitting next to you, thinking of a blanket I had just like that, only in pink.
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Can't wait to hear more of your awakening, Willow, and to see more of your beautiful photography!
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Thank you again for being a part of my journey!
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ReplyDeleteyou are so brave and i am honored to witness your awakening.
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a soul-doula. <3
How is it that your words always sing in my heart. Thank you friend!
DeleteLeap Fearlessly, Braveheart!
ReplyDeleteI love you.
Always!
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And I love you. Always!
DeleteThis is wonderful. <3 And that picture is powerful.
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