In loss of words when losing someone important in your life. Where to go? What to do next? Where to hide? What to say? What to think? What to believe? Where to find strength? Where or when to you lose balance? Where to go with all the grief consuming all your senses?
The Earth Quakes right under my feet and I am losing touch with Mother Ground. Somehow, she takes me down. She gently and with a caressing hand to the garden, garden of flowers 💐. The secret garden, the tulip garden. Her sacred place and space to be in when turmoil in the mortal world.
She comes to me in my sleep, in my dreams, happy as ever.
I am crying silent tears, tears that shed first when after the lights were turned off. Tears coming from a place of grief.
Grief in its purest form is the butterfly 🦋 transformation, the transformation that I need to become who I was meant to be in this lifetime.
The broken version of myself one I, up until now, never was able to transform into because of all my told untruths that kept lingering back in my mind.
But something has shifted. Like, shifted BIG TIME. I can feel it in the air. I feel it in my bones. Deep down in my bones and marrows. Both my feet are firmly anchored to Mother Soil and yet I am flying high up in the sky soaring and roaring like never before.
I am in my essence of being where I shifted focus from the Doing to the Being. This shift has profoundly shaken and rattled every fiber in my body.
The words keep coming and I don’t even know what it is that I am putting down.
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On the radio 📻, they sing out loud and clear:
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“You have to let go.
We lose yet another day,
every day we wake up.”
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This is where I keep ending up. The community of She Told Me A Story. Thank God for this community in particular.
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I would be lost without it and I would be lost without the exquisite female peers in it.
Now, every life event gives me meaning, means, direction, intention and purpose. Dear God, I need purpose in my life more than oxygen.
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What would I do without my Sisterhood? Who would I miss out on visiting in this, prior and future lifetimes?
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I wouldn’t be where I am today, if it weren’t for me losing my way to the most inevitably evident in this world. To be. Simply to be.
BE. A. PART. OF.
SHE TOLD ME A STORY ❣
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Victoria Sandberg ❣
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Poliana Dias ❣
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Ashley Schilling ❣
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Ammna Shadry Hellström ❣
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WE ARE ONE ❣
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GONG Jae Ok 