Om Shanti Bitches!
Just wow. I’ve been blaming pain levels, medication side effects, emotional fallout from both, and the phase of the moon on my frustration lately.
Just wow. I’ve been blaming pain levels, medication side effects, emotional fallout from both, and the phase of the moon on my frustration lately.
My thanks to Wishcasting Wednesdays for today’s meme
What do you wish to dare?
I wish to dare that I…
I dare to let go of the sad stories I’ve reasoned into a tightly woven shroud around my inner child, because she is me and I not we simply don’t look good in those colors. Not to mention I keep tripping over the hem when I dance. Pfft.
I dare to remember that I am the fearless laughing girl who will take anybody up on any dare anywhere, just because it’s always fun to see what happens next . Especially if there’s a cherry on top.
I dare to remember myself and be true to my gifts. I’ve kissed the friggin’ Blarney Stone! Wearing a miniskirt! Who says writing my novels to done and getting them happily published has to be painfully difficult for me? Double pfft. And ptui.
My thanks to Wishcasting Wednesdays for today’s meme
How do you wish to bloom?
I wish to bloom with immanence along every line of my being – that my heart, mind, body and spirit be woven and supported in tendrils of joy and laughter, adorned with glowing chakra-blossoms of love and creativity, passion and fearlessness, wisdom and gratitude, and fierce grace that brooks no denial of life.
I wish to bloom with wave and wind and sand and sun, dancing in the liminal space and remembering that starlight and fog shelter the moonlit tendrils of my dreams until I manifest them in poem and story.
I wish to bloom with robust health and gentle strength and sweeping possibility for myself and everyone I touch