Wishing you a wonderFULL holiday season, filled with the magic of your dreams.
And empty of whatever has been getting in your way.
Three months ago today was my birthday, and I had a crisis of sorts.
A surge of sadness over what I still wanted to do, and for whatever reason, just haven’t done yet.
When a friend called me to wish me happy birthday and asked, “How are you”,
Something cracked open, and I sobbed into the phone,
I feel so far away from my dreams.
She listened. We celebrated together the what is-ness of the moment.
Grief often arises in the very moments we think we “should be” be celebrating.
The only thing that made me feel better, was to sit in bed with my journal, and a few simple art supplies, and allow the sadness to speak.
It only took a few minutes. Ok, maybe ten whole minutes.
In ten minutes with my visual journal, my dreams came back to me.
I felt not only better, but whole. From the inside out.