Movers Eve… 🧑🏻‍🦳🧡

Full tide in Simpson’s Creek

I’ve dilly dallied a bit this morning… this last day before movers come… and make my cabin empty.

Extra two days and I’ll be gone from here. One day/time I’ll be gone from the Earth. I will miss her. What an extraordinary opportunity to be here. And witness all we do.

Knowing we are only here for a visit… a short precious time to take in as much as we can. We hunger for the experience of Life.

Our passion is never satiated… it calls us constantly. It’s a laviously greedy lover.

I was thinking… more feeling, that I can’t quite believe I’m here and now. I mean one day out from movers arriving.

What a f**king journey it’s been. During it I said often… ‘I can’t do this…’ It felt way beyond my capacity.

It’s hard to find words for it… the depth and intensity… that f**king virus… an evil beast. But there’s no point getting angry… my gentle heart most definitely doesn’t need that. And that was the last three years. This is a new time.

Challenging yes… of course. It’s stretching you, demanding you move… to higher ground. Expansion is a requisite of these current times.

Stagnation is death. Life demands renewal. Everything keeps moving… striving for ultimate union… and the sheer joy of just being.

Full tide in Simpson’s Creek is magnificent once again. I’ve been in… immersed myself in her powerful magick. Let the Sacred Mangroves serenade my longing. My most favourite Cicarda’s 😊😊

I think the ties have been untangled… I won’t say cut… that’s too bloody. But there sure is some weeping inside. My tender porous heart.

I’m in a waiting station… Still busy with tidying up the old, creating a space to move forward. Into the void.

The place of endless opportunities… perfect in this potent Pisces time. The great Magician himself… Neptune, my dear friend.

It’s hard to imagine where I am… these last two months of being sick… selling and moving. With my Sun on the IC… Home is super important to me.

I’ve been through so much… possibly the hardest thing yet… and that’s saying something.

I’m still making my way back… I have to adapt to where I am everyday.

I’m alive… and that’s my priority.

Much Love… 🐸🧡🧡🐸

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I love to write . . . I love to appreciate all the beauty in life. I find comfort and healing in dear Mother Nature's bounty, creative projects fill my home ~ everywhere. I've done many things and more await me ~ life is a journey, a creative adventure. I often say thank you for all that's been given.

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