Forged by Fire

Somehow I endure, again. Down a route unbeknownst to me, making myself available to feel emotions I thought I'd lost to time. The resurfacing of old myths from my childhood, wrestling with the actuality of the present. A heinous task I wasn't fully prepared for, even still, I am triumphant. Weary but glad to have weathered another stormy season.

I can't make light of the intense inner work I continue to do. I am navigating the aftermath of a great emotional release and I have to remind myself to be patient, every step of the way. Thankfully, I am supported, whether I acknowledge or forget that fact. So, thank you to the support that stays in the shadows. I am in an amorphous state, starting to see through the haze. I am a blank slate, empty in preparation for abundance. The anguish of yesterdays wail prepares me for the ascent of tomorrow. I am forged by fire.