what if the truth is the most beautiful thing we can imagine?

what if when we protect ourselves from seeing, from really looking, into our fears + the depths of what is there, what if we are holding ourselves back from seeing the most beautiful things, too? i know this to be true, know that these caves contain both shadows and passages to so much more light than can be seen or conceived.

what if the truth is the most beautiful thing you can imagine? what if when we listen with our hearts — the parts of us that have the dread and trepidation — we believed that on the other side of that dread there was light, substance, liquid gold. what if we could know and trust that when we step into what is so scary? how would that affect and inform those steps?

today, spirit is showing me that this is where my deep healing needs to happen. that we are all being called back into that original place of trust that we knew before trauma - our own and others’- told us the story about how it is not safe to be here. healing the story that there is some ultimate un-trust that we have to hold about the universe.

this is not a wound we heal with our minds, but we allow the process of healing to occur in our bodies. we do it by being outside, spending time in nature, being with the water and the trees, allowing them to return us back to ourselves. slowly, slowly, slowly. ❤️ sending you all such love today ❤️