this year, i’m meeting january a little differently. 
inviting it to be about the recharging. 
the returning home. 
reconnecting, before being swept forward unaware. 
reflection of just how far i’ve come. 
reclaiming how i truly want to continue.

as to not rush the being, inside. 
to not rush the process and the sacred moments in between.
so i may walk forward — tall and open to what the world is inviting.

last year — changed the trajectory of my life.
drawing my closer into the embodiment of the woman i choose to be, by surrendering into the being itself. 
it’s taught me to choose moments + unconditional love above anything else.
living in the sacred commitment to presence.
letting love grow here.

after moving eight times.
living in three provinces. 
upwards of twenty flights. 
heart openings + heart releasing.
being on the run, the go. 
continuing to meet and be held by the most incredible humans, nurture + be nurtured by the most loving communities.
in one year.

i’m brimmed with gratitude + the only intention my body can hold, is deep rest. 
i’m craving being be close myself. 
slow + tender. 
sweet + surrendered.
embodied breath. 
embodied being.
embodied surrender.

creating the space to be.
rewiring the conditioning to do — 
so I may be present to what is so beautifully waiting to unfold next. to empty the cup + let it froth over once again.

recharge your light — so you may find your own way. 
nothing to prove. 
nothing to rush towards.
simply you, your body and your breath.

let loving you be easy. 
the world knows it to be true.
it’s in the rest, we find the next opening.

darling, you’re safe to rest. 
this is where grace is born.
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january’s winter whispers. xx
01/08/2020.