Turning the corner

eclipsing oneself

Cosmic weather and eclipses have the thinking mind on the fritz, time is melding into one long and vivid memory, I’m in this present moment and also trying to remember what I was doing this time last week (how has a week gone by so effortlessly).

I, myself, am in the midst of some rites of passage. Big feelings, a lot of micro naps during the day and committing to walking The Hill every morning. My ass is looking great, my brain seems to be enjoying the endorphins, everything is in balance. My scream into the abyss? Now a song. The power of a walk, I tell you.

What small and frequent moments of peace, spent staring out the window and relishing in a great big deal of nothing— I am not taking for granted anymore. Thank you for this moment. Thank you for this peace. Thank you for a resting spot.

I’ll get back to it tomorrow, I’m sure.

Peace and love to you,

Marielle