Playing with God

What magic could be if the word God wasn't so triggering?

This entire last week I have felt a burst of energy that I haven’t felt since January. I have felt more anchored in my purpose and wisdom, grateful for my creative practice of writing and art. I have been thinking deeply about what power we hold when we suspend judgement. I have been wondering about the every day miracles that leave me believing in the abundance of the world around me.

As I have been weaving the threads of my dreams, I have noticed something. I feel calmer, lighter, more curious about the days that lie ahead. I am not afraid of what is coming, I am excited to be a part of the endless cycles of life that seem to be presenting themselves all over, when I dare to look.