21 December, 2012
42. born on this day, this shared dark day when we huddle together, just waiting for the sun to rise.
now i know my place in this world. my home, my heart, my intentions, wishes, and my fears. i know my wounds, i know the potent alchemy of time under pressure–and the diamonds that emerge.
today i know that i would not change a single thing. i feel hope. i feel compassion for suffering in a way that only comes from sourcing to the bottom all things, to the foundation of understanding. i know that there will always be mystery, there may always be pain, and, i am certain, there will also always be love.
as this day began, i burned my prayers and chased the light right into the sea. naked. dophins swam, waves crashed, my toes went numb. it was the most fabulous and normal way to end the world as we know it.
happy solstice. happy birthday. happy to be alive and here. with you.