This is a very difficult post for me to write, my loves. Perhaps, as the emotions are still quite raw. Or, that I am as of yet unable to process through them.

When we love someone deeply, we not only yield the benefit of our heart – we exact its opening. And all that we have ever once known, thought or touched – becomes suddenly illuminated. The bold lights dance, as they lay their shadows – and we are forced to consider ourselves in the context of this new light.

And, we may lose ourselves in that process. Scary, at first, sure – though, oh so very necessary. Just as with the caterpillar’s metamorphosis – we clasp our hands around weighted branch, holding fast until the shell over takes.

But, just as we fear the destiny of this hardened shell – we break open; we are free. Still, we lumber under the weight of these newly unfolded wings.

Until we stretch to meet the light, and we realize our potential for flight.

Beyond and through the heavens we soar, dipping through bursts of Flowering Dogwood and Magnolia trees. Until at last, we find our balance – resting on the edge of a restless buttercup.

More than ever before we feel ALIVE. The air has a familiar sweetness, one that reminds us of a once faraway ‘home.’

Even as we stand before the darkened clouds which hint their treat of imminent storm, still – we know. Still, we believe.

And, when that love is taken – snatched away far too soon? Do we not yet still rejoice, having known the blessing of our shared journey.

To that end, I must confess my heart feels surely broken. Though today, I am mourning the loss of someone quite dear – I know their smile will never be farther than the next lift to my wings.

And, within our mourning – we begin.

My darlings, please forgive as I must take rest today. And, please know that I love you all.

Namaste ❤