This is beautiful Bridget. Playful, aching, and quietly profound. You capture incarnation as both miracle and loss so vividly that it feels like we’re remembering something we’re not supposed to remember anymore.
Straight to the place that can barely move…I know the way out but I also want to sleep forever. The Hermit year is slow to give way to The Spiral of Fortune. I shall focus on the center of the Spiral and let it vibrate the way out. I venture to guess I still need to spend some time In stillness. Gratitude Bridget. Namaste.
This is beautiful Bridget. Playful, aching, and quietly profound. You capture incarnation as both miracle and loss so vividly that it feels like we’re remembering something we’re not supposed to remember anymore.
High praise, Camilla. Thank you. Blessings and gratitude. xoxo
blessings received and bouncing back to you too🥰♥️🙏🕊️
I recognize this piece:).
Yep! Rewriting it a little bit and using it as a possible chapter.
Wait, I feel more and more like this. 🤣😂🤣
Straight to the place that can barely move…I know the way out but I also want to sleep forever. The Hermit year is slow to give way to The Spiral of Fortune. I shall focus on the center of the Spiral and let it vibrate the way out. I venture to guess I still need to spend some time In stillness. Gratitude Bridget. Namaste.