I’ve been dancing with the muse these last few days.
After all of the time spent bottling up my expression and hoarding information, it’s pouring out as fast as I can keep up!
Maybe the recent full moon had something to do with it, or maybe it’s just. damn. time!
I’m ready to be seen and heard.
Ready for my gifts to touch others lives.
Ready to help TRANSFORM this planet,
Ready for the resurrection of SHAKTI on both the individual and collective levels.
SHAKTI, The Goddess.
SHAKTI, Life Force Energy.
SHAKTI, the wise feminine Catalyst of Liberation.
Are you ready? What will you resurrect today?
I’m moving into a private kind of day. Writing, ritualizing, making things to savor. Giving myself permission to make a day holy by following my cravings, the internal over the external. This is a recipe that @marybethbonfiglio (follow her; she is so magical) shared with a beautiful piece of writing last April, and I knew I needed to make it today. Crema di limone. So satisfying to stir until it thickened into this buttery yellow, the color of the cottage where I know I will live one day, to pour it into my grandma’s white milk glass dessert dishes. To sit at my mom’s butcher block table in my kitchen, and eat what was left right out of the pot. If that ain’t holy, I don’t know what is. #healingstories#joysearchparty#ritual#holyday#cremadilimone#cravings