A Love Letter
Perhaps you hold inside you, like me, the black River Rock, slick from hurricanes, jagged sometimes, a heavy, sharp reminder of what happened to you. That thing, those moments, those memories you didn’t deserve & perhaps would wish away, if you could. if you could. you wonder what your life could look like. would you not feel as sad some days, or anxious. would you have sex more, of better, or different.
all of that. all of the questions.
Some days are harder than others,
Some days are easier.
i hope today is one of those easier days for you. If it’s not, tha’s okay too! I’ll hpe that you feel the sunny breath of love around you tomorrow. The way you are held. How Spirit holds ALL of you. Each part. The messy, the crazy, the lovely, the jealous, the sad, the need to lie in bed all day. All of you is loved & loveable & held. Know that there are others, others who know the feelings & fears & hopes that you’ve known.
You are known.
Thank you for all that you’ve experienced, & survived.
You are loved.
You are held.
All the parts of you.
Love (three hearts)