01/20/2021
Iāve fallen deeply in love with the hermit in me. Iāve allowed it. I can now welcome it. Iāve fallen in love with my lengthy morning routine, my early bed time, spooning with Disco kitty, poetry, and making music all the day long solo in my dollhouse lily pad. Iāve learned how to give myself permission to dilly-dally. Iāve discovered that boredom doesnāt exist for me like it used to. Simplicity is expansive. Tapping my horse-skin drum gently with my finger tips can blast me off on a journey to the woods. Hide and seek with my ginger kitty can take me to my knees in a giggle fest. Iāve softened my heart to understand fear, and can empathize those who are deeply in that frequency. Iāve learned how to allow myself to be human, to love myself amidst shadow acknowledgment. Iāve seen my family in a new light, words donāt do justice for the immense gratitude I have in my heart to be on this journey with such angelic warriors. I didnāt know it was possible to fall even more in love with pachamama, but I have and continue to do so. I am so thankful to be here, now.