I opened up my inbox the other day and a dear friend and sister on a similar path lovingly sent this along. I'm honoured that she's letting me share with the readers here. I felt and feel every word of what she shares here.
Poem by Kelsey Dawn Star
I am renewed faith
And I am the sacred space.
I am the journey
And I am the learning.
I am reflection
And I am protection.
I am the path, that is forever winding,
And I am the sun, ever brightly shining.
I am the feather floating away on the breeze
And I am the wind flowing through the trees
I am the roots deep down in the earth
And I am the womb that has given birth
I am the last waking breath,
And I am the sacred alchemy of death
The source from which all things will flow
And on return, to where all things must go.
I am the start
And I am the finish
I am the heart
And I am the rhythm
And every in between.
I am you, and you are we.
We are the seer, we are the seen.
It is the simplest, most intricate events in this life that cultivate slowly to make the greatest things happen. These small weavings through time are a treasures we often overlook. Walk each moment in a way that leaves you whole and not wanting. Not always the way it goes but surely the way most rewarding, most memorable and most pleasing when hindsight sits at your feet, beckoning you to understand the lesson.
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Your medicine is in the woods.
Your pharmacy is in your kitchen.