We all had so many different plans of what what we’d be doing and how we’d be living. But we are doing this now. Staying in. Taking care. Staying safe. Taking care of each other… This is all still life.
A few years ago, I was boarding a plane by myself to Tulum, and I was feeling very anxious when I noticed a little girl in front of me wearing a Batman dress and a yellow tutu.
Despite the feelings of fulfillment coupled with exhaustion and some loss, I am nonetheless strengthened by this journey. And also a bit more free… relieved of some kind of karmic burden.
To me, this period was a kind of “dark night of the soul,” one that was filled with many dark nights in themselves, but moreover a prolonged period of excavating my “shadow”…
I was making eggs the other morning and was feeling the pain and sorrow surfacing from old wounds, and in that stillness of the moment, a sudden realization came to me…
