A Heart-Centred Pause to Honour Your Essence

Waning Moon.  A Time to Exhale and Release.

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Sisters, gentle hearted, fierce and wild.

I ask you to carve out a few moments to be at peace with yourself today. And within that, just a moment to stand in front of a mirror, look deep into your own eyes and to bear witness to your profound essence.

See yourself completely, from a place of gentleness and love.

Cast aside the lenses of judgement, discontentment, self-criticism and shame. Empty out the cacophony of thoughts, the mental load, the weight of life’s demands on your shoulders and just breathe for a moment.

Honour yourself. Honour all that you embody, heart and soul, the wholeness of your inner light, your strength, your power and your courage to show up in the world even when it feels as though the odds are stacked against you.

Place your hand over your heart space and send loving light and gratitude inward. You are worthy. You are whole. You are enough. You deserve this moment for yourself. Breathe it in, lean into it and then exhale and let all else out.  Let go, release and  surrender.

“We are not responsible for what our eyes are seeing. We are responsible for how we perceive what we are seeing.”

~ Gabrielle Bernstein

The Beauty in Broken Pieces

(*Note: Something I wrote several months ago when I visited the seaside)

I’ve been searching for shells since we got here. I’d imagined that I’d find beautiful shells, lovely smoothed pebbles and silky grey driftwood just like the ones I usually find at other beaches, but instead there have been very few in sight. All I’ve found has been broken bits of seashells, tiny and smoothed.

At first I was disappointed. Then this evening I wondered…What if this is what the grand wise ocean wants me to receive right now? What if these tiny bits of seashell are a mirror of the broken bits of wildness that the great mother is returning to me – fragments of a shattered whole that needs to be put back together?

We search for beauty in wholeness, but there is beauty in broken fragments too, and the treasure in these pieces is the journey we walk when we slowly glue them back together. Maybe what we piece back together doesn’t become a perfect picture of what the original once was. But then again, maybe the point isn’t to recreate that and instead it is to find new ways to put together something new – a mosaic of wild shell pieces that represent a new way of being.

Brokenness brings growth and evolution, so when we patch ourselves back together, then it is important to allow the skins of our souls to take new form and become what it is now, not what it was once was. Not who we are told she should be.

This is how we heal. This is how we grow.

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A Breath of Hope

​There is beauty in this world, and I will never stop seeking its subtle essence – one that brings me back to the gentle, rhythmic beat of my heart. For when I breathe it all in, I inhale hope. I draw light into tender spaces that life’s dark moments had left in ruin. That breath, that glimmer of light makes me feel that I must still carry some precious place of wholeness within and that despite all that is wrong with the world, something good still exists.