Unkink the hose
This week I have been a luteal-induced tornado person. That aside, I have started to bleed and am softening more and more every hour.
When I move past the crunchiness, I find gratitude. I can’t stop thinking about how incredible the transition from winter to spring to summer feels. When the weather turns warm, the glimmer in my soul returns, my heart opens up, & my body softens where I didn’t even realize I was bracing.
The nesting of winter always treats me well until it doesn’t, and then I am suddenly and intensely ready to fly the coop. This is also how it goes when I exit my luteal or menstrual phase and enter into follicular.
This spring has felt really nourishing for me. There have been hard moments and bigger things to contend with, but still, I can feel parts of myself unfurling—all the little seeds I’ve planted coming to life & fruition.
As I go through the at times painstaking yet deeply fulfilling process of taking off my mask and putting down my shields, I rest easy knowing that there is no arbitrary timeline I must follow. There is no arrival, no due date, no deadline. I get to create the timeline & this does wonders for my sense of self-trust.