Hey loves,
So much has happened in the last three weeks, I can’t even catch my breath to acknowledge it.
The feeling is heightened. I’m not as deeply within my body as I’d like to be.
4am wake-ups with thoughts whirring the moment I open my eyes.
Late nights with Google as my BFF. A relationship with Google instead of my husband.
This month, while studying all things feminine Bible vibes, we explored the passage where Jesus spoke about moving mountains. He emphasised the power of faith to overcome what seem like impossible obstacles-suggesting that true faith makes even the most challenging situations surmountable.
I sat with that passage every day.
Move mountains.
Every morning, I came back to myself with my cacao. And somehow, in what felt so far out of reach-beyond what my nervous system could stretch to-shit happened.
And now, we are knee-deep, balls-deep, vulva-deep in this plan.
The week of the eclipse, a mountain only went and fucking moved.
Like Moana-or similar vibes.