I am an artist.
You don’t need permission if you have a pulse.
i love ya
sutures of creativity
stitched into my brain.
mountains of experience.
peaks made from memories,
This is from my movement journal. I write to journal, too.
I am a WiLD journaler. I sit with paper/pen/cold coffee every morn of every day. The journal is a mirror.
I have seen myself.
I had a plan. It certainly didn’t include being single in my late forties. If I knew this future 10 years ago, I would have thrown a temper tantrum at the angels.
I am single. I’m 49. And I am happier today, yesterday, and the day before. I cannot remember feeling this free as a girl, as a woman, in every part of my life.
I feel finally complete as I continue to untame myself, to drop my guard, my masks, my potions.
I am giddy and wild again like a curious child playing with the toys in her chest.
I whisper sweet thanks to experience. And Spirit responds to this exchange.
This story of my completeness I wish to share with my sisters who cry out to be loved by another as a sign of life, and worth.
First set your Self free. Let her thrive in realness.
I would tell her to listen to the opening note of the song you always wanted to sing. This tune will enliven you. Sing it.
I would tell her Wave Your Magic over miles of dreams and fears, and follow every hunch that brushes your cheek.
I would tell her love is an unwrapped present you carry with you all the time. It’s been with you during all those misshapen relationships and solo Friday night dinners.
Once you realize this, open it. Open your gift. It’s wild and untamed inside, made pure and rare, so don’t change it.
You will have opened your full Self, and she’s exactly who you’ve been looking for all this time.
beating under skin
pushing breath into sound.
she writes herself
with her body.
her stories dance.
I am a WILD journaler. I journal every morning of every day of every week with a pen.
I journal my feelings with dance whenever I get the chance. Won’t you join me?
See my JOURNALS HERE.
More about DANCE WITH THE WILD coming soon!
soundbath with music
Don’t miss it.
Color. Growth. Expansion.
Take a breath.
Slow the moment down a bit.
Don’t look back.
What’s back there,
is back there.
Your life is ahead of you.
And re-JOY (ce).
Joy. Say it with me. “Joy.”
In all that you do, find it.
Yep, when you’re eating real, natural foods, and sweating + dancing up to 6 days a week, and flopping out
your $50 yoga mat for some good ole stretching’,
do it with JOY.