Sacred Rose
Dear Blossoming Soul,
If I release the stories I’ve told myself, what’s left?
Who am I right now?
What do I have to celebrate?
To appreciate?
To be thankful for?
Instead of romanticizing the person I thought I’d be and mistaking that for loss I’m asking what is actually real.
I don’t mourn not being married with a house and a white picket fence. That idealized dream was taken from me before I even realized I was holding it.
And still, sometimes, I feel behind.
I’m a forty-seven-year-old single mom living in a two-bedroom apartment a mile from my parents. This is not the life I imagined for myself.
But it is a life I’ve lived.
I’ve known love.
Community.
Accomplishment.
Instead of living inside a story written for someone else, I’ve followed the path that unfolded in front of me step by step, without guarantees.
I wouldn’t have chosen this life.
I wouldn’t have dreamed it up.
And yet.
I have a circle of women who love and support me.
A daughter who knows me in ways I never imagined being known.
And I’ve done this on my own.
There’s no man stepping in front of me to take the credit.
No one I have to rush to tend, soothe, or placate.
My life is mine.
I’ve taught for twenty years in the same school, letting who I am soak into the community and the walls.
I’ve created books. Modeled for a calendar.
Traveled with lovers, with friends, with my daughter.
I’ve laughed.
I’ve cried.
I’ve loved and been heartbroken.
I’ve lived a thousand lives inside this one.
And I might have missed all of it if I’d stayed devoted to mourning the woman I thought I was supposed to be.
This is the tending today.
Daily Oracle Card
SOPHIA is a Greek word meaning wisdom. She is often depicted as feminine and said to have been present at the time of creation.
Many scholars and art historians believe the female figure beside God on Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel ceiling is a representation of Sophia.
She is the holder of the divine plan. The same intelligence that tells the rose when to open and the planet how to spin also exists within you.
Trust the intelligence that brought you here. Have faith that the blueprint of your destiny is already known.
Rest in the intelligence that lives within your cells. Trust that you know what to do. Trust the blueprint within.
Always,
Your Trusted Friend 🌹
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