this week was an opening. a saying yes. shoulders pressed back, heart to the sky, palms opened upward to receive...yes.
yes, i want to be involved.
yes, that's new to me, but i'll give it a try.
yes, i'm intimidated, but no, i'm not afraid.
yes, you can count on me to be there. and to be fully present.
yes, i am a woman now, a woman with real needs and true feelings.
yes, i'll acknowledge that sense of guidance that's glowing ever more brightly from my core.
yes, i'm manifesting my dream and no, i've no fear that i'll fail.
hesitant to put too much into words at the moment. preferring to let the evolution continue a bit further. but wanting to document this feeling, this sense of self and of purpose and of place that is growing increasingly strong.
a letting go, at last, of that which does not serve me; a growing sense of community, fostered by children and nature; recognition and reflection of an identity i've spent years constructing; circles intersecting and serendipity like firework bursts in the grand finale...
yes. yes. yes.
