In the sea of my heart, words struggle to find purchase on the roiling flow of feelings.
I want you to feel all this inside me – to breathe in this wonder, to bask in this beauty, to fall into the softness of release.
Yet, words elude me.
They tumble and tangle in curlicues and filigree belying their past stories and busting into brand new moves.
I reach for them. Greedy hands trying to capture the bubble before it implodes, the butterfly before it departs.
The language reveals itself impossibly s l o w l y in tiny incremental tokens.
At the core of my spirit – of this practice – my soul is fed by Wonder and Beauty.
I wrote about this for the Wise Woman Council about self-care.
The more I hold these words, the more I study their facets and cracks, the more they awaken the Divine in me.
They are, of course, just words. Words that will fall short of the meaning I give them.
Words that may guide you towards this place I want to share, but may lead you somewhere altogether different.
I forget sometimes that this need not be a solitary act. In the eyes and hearts of the right people, the language, even the words, can evolve with their own wonder and beauty.
There, in my butterfly rabble, filled with all the right people, lovely Tina offered lepidolove – whose core begins with Lepidoptera, the order of insects that includes butterflies and moths, and whose apex is selfless and welcoming love.
A new word so filled with promise and butterflies and the peace of the universe. I can not help but be smitten with it.
This is all for you. For us.
A language and tools for us to find our way to our souls together. For us to awaken together in the light of our own Divine.
And can the threads be pulled together into a tapestry, a statement that guides my path?
Through the gorgeous and wonderful Purpose: Finding the Thread Course, there were new discoveries, new plans and thoughts and a grand coalescing of ideas, distilled into a beautiful purpose statement destined to evolve as we move forward.
“My role is to lead tender-hearted ready-to-heal people to the peace of their deepest knowing through Wonder, Beauty and artful spiritual tools.”
I fall down with the language of what I can offer, but I continue to flow into the path of the right words.
It will come together. We will find our language. In time. In love.
I stumble again when it comes to you.
Those of you whom I lead, those who lead beside me, those who are healing every day, what words can I find for you?
What do you call yourself? Seeker? Soul? Student?
I want to etch your word for you on my heart so I will know you whenever I see you, even when we are far apart.
Forever connected in lepidolove, we are kin. Forever bright in the eyes of each other.
Hearts entwined in shimmering tapestry, shattering the myth of alone.