This week, old physical wounds created hefty new challenges. As I folded my wings around myself to deal with my new circumstances, I chuckled. The layers and layers of healing required to finally break free, in body, mind and soul, are all awe-inspiring, and why not? Are we not all a part of infinity and beyond? How and why should the lessons ever end?
I have adored this period of peace where ‘everything works easily’ with my body. And now, shoulders back and time to choreograph a new dance in handling a new set of variables, while being ever present with my soul needs.
Our bodies truly are temples for the soul, and though tending to them is an honor and a pleasure, should there be a need for a vast overhaul, it behooves one to remember that the soul’s life is still vibrantly its own and in tact. Forever and ever amen!