I feel like I'm in a semi-fragile state these days, floating on a thin layer of acceptance. As I continue to excise certain toxic things from my life, social media being the biggest tumor, I am feeling more and more in tune with the cycles and rhythms of life. Yesterday I wrote in my morning pages about the meaning of fall: this is not the time to grow, this is the time to burrow down, to plant the seeds, to allow things to rest. And then I drew from my goddess card deck Maeve, the goddess of cycles and rhythms. I have never drawn her before and I think it's a sign. I am finding a lot of comfort in honoring the change of seasons, weather, life.
I reconnected with a dear, wise friend from high school and it put me even more at peace. She too lost her mother and has so many life lessons to pass on. I'm grateful for an opportunity to be cared for by others. That's part of honoring this point in the cycle.
Today's practice was a little squirrely, lots of thoughts in my head. But although at certain times I could not focus, at other moments, the time flew by.
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