11:11am; just in time, I found this and set it on the backyard picnic table for 10 min morning yoga in the sun. I was sun-gazing with eyes closed eyes on admiration of sacred geometry. Then walking the stone path just above the moss when I noticed there was one lowly orange on the tree we share with a neighbor. I expected it to be sour, dry, full of seeds. It wasn’t easy to peel at all. It stung my cuticles and stickied my hands to the wrist. When I say it was big, fat, juicy, sweet, and seedless- thee amount of exceedingly it done did my expectations went SO hand in hand with NOT JUST one of many messages from Teal @TealSwanOfficial about attraction and self integration BUT THE CARD I DREW from the frequency deck JUST hAPPEEnd to be Moving Forward (in reverse)- I may not have my hands on a fortune yet, but I’m effing SOLD. The path to the greatest love of all is glonky and steep, but if I can’t reintegrate these parts of me that I’ve been feverishly apathetic about disowning, they won’t grow strong and heal and grow into the perfect puzzle shape to take another as a part of my self. I’m not so young anymore. Those pink clouds of potential, the overlays that used to form like a halo of dandelions, they’ve both blown away. Mud is my home now. The lotus, my expectation.
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11:11am; just in time, I found this and set it on the backyard picnic table for 10 min morning yoga in the sun. I was sun-gazing with eyes closed eyes on admiration of sacred geometry. Then walking the stone path just above the moss when I noticed there was one lowly orange on the tree we share with a neighbor. I expected it to be sour, dry, full of seeds. It wasn’t easy to peel at all. It stung my cuticles and stickied my hands to the wrist. When I say it was big, fat, juicy, sweet, and seedless- thee amount of exceedingly it done did my expectations went SO hand in hand with NOT JUST one of many messages from Teal @TealSwanOfficial about attraction and self integration BUT THE CARD I DREW from the frequency deck JUST hAPPEEnd to be Moving Forward (in reverse)- I may not have my hands on a fortune yet, but I’m effing SOLD.
The path to the greatest love of all is glonky and steep, but if I can’t reintegrate these parts of me that I’ve been feverishly apathetic about disowning, they won’t grow strong and heal and grow into the perfect puzzle shape to take another as a part of my self. I’m not so young anymore. Those pink clouds of potential, the overlays that used to form like a halo of dandelions, they’ve both blown away. Mud is my home now. The lotus, my expectation.
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