I set my intention,
and go.
The Universe, however, is my ultimate guide.
I simply follow where she commands.
Sometimes, life flows in the direction I intend.
Other times, not so much.
More and more, I practice letting go of what my mind
thinks it wants and of the plans it has concocted along the way as I allow my body
to bee taken where it always knew it would go - it always knows.
The beauty about metaphor is that
circumstances can always change, meanwhile the lessons remain.
There are many mountains to bee climbed - some of which are simply found in the comfort of our own homes.
Last night, I did my burning ceremony while at the Wizard's surprise birthday party where, earlier, we adults hid colored Easter eggs for the kids to discover around his and K's Vista ranch. Afterward, the children, as well as my peers, helped to unload the weight of words and memories that I have spent far too long carrying around with me into a roaring bonfire under a starlit sky. When all that was left was a pile of gray mass, this witch stirred the ashen cauldron - laying to rest a once wounded past, now transmuted into the future of all that is to come.
Upon leaving, I thanked my gracious hostess for her beauty and for teaching me how to love. "Ah, girl," she sweetly responded. I looked her in the eyes and told her how I have finally surrendered into how phenomenal this now is. "We have this," I motioned around us, to her horses in the yard, the green foothills in the distance, and the tribe that feeds our Spirit.
WE HAVE THIS.
