So much more...

There is so much more.
So many things I never knew I could be, or be part of or ways I would react, or be reacted to.
I deserve this.
I enjoy this.
I am enough for this.
I am looking forward to this. Every day.

Today, I am feeling well, I feel like myself a bit, and a pull. I have been working for someone else's dream lately -  I had forgotten my own. I only remembered that I once had one, and what it sort of looked like. I remembered it was there, but that I was so very tired.
But in working on someone else's dream, I have remembered my own... my own whys and whats. I remember the smell of the things I love, I remember their colors.
I am looking very much forward to being fully in that dream again. Fully in my own shoes. Fully in my own space and time of creation.
And this is good.

I am no longer scared of the world crashing down, I am comfortable as of late. I feel as though I have been gifted sanctuary in life. I am grateful for that.
I am grateful to recognize the worth of all that is good, and to understand the why of all that is not, and to move through it in love and trust.

I have much positivity presently.
I have many gifts in my life.
I AM.

sunrise

Sunrise.
Coffee.
Birds.
Cool Air.
I think what I miss the most about NH is being able to grow anything. The plants.
Of course, the people too...
But the plants.
I am very much lately realizing I have, in the readjustment phase of this massive move to Az, left out of my life much of the rituals that make my life very enjoyable. I have numbed out of my daily plant watering, singing kitchen food preparation, joyful medicine making, candle burning things.
I Push them off until 'we get out to the house'. I know that is not rite, but I don't feel like this household, under these circumstances, is the way and place to settle in and let Magic abound. I think these thoughts, even though I know I would give the opposite advice to anyone I would talk to about it in their own life.
Guess I am just a one-woman household lover.(or something to that effect.) There really is only room for my own female presence (and Maggie's of course) in the kitchen and home... rather strong personality.
Anyways, I am very much looking forward to finding my sweet spot again. I miss it, and I feel pieces of it drift in here and there. I do little things, I have candles in my room, and keep rosemary around, and incense in my room.
But.. I very much look forward to having this for my whole of my surroundings - my home, our home. I am very much looking to get back to my spiritual center. Fire in the Autumn reminding of the harvest, Fire in the Winter to create glow, Sprouting tendrils in the spring, and eding those sprouts in the summer...
Reconnection with my loving earth, with the laughing expanse of sky, with the fullness of my heart. Incenses and Mortar and Pesil, Jars of life force, pots bubbling on the stove, sharing knowledge with others. Birds and dogs, Open expanse of land.
Goodness.

.....light and humble bravery.

"You're beautiful enough, Dawn.

You're special enough.

You're sexy, playful, and fun enough.

You've worked enough.

You've cried enough.

You've been grateful, generous, and kind enough.

Okay, then?
    The Universe




...I'm not the one who needs convincing, Dawn, nor have I been the one holding it back, dude. Love yourself as we love you."