August
peach silk sheets, baby oil on my skin, pastel pink lace lingerie, conversations with the fairies, a tidy bedroom, coconut body lotion, chamomile tea with honey, tiny vanilla birthday cakes, beautiful flowers that i find and place on a floral porcelain plate as an offering.
this month, i celebrate the quiet miracle of being here.
i am not a perfect being, but i am full of gentleness, curiosity, and love.
i cherish the people who make my heart feel safe, and i become a safe place for myself.
every season of my life has brought me closer to the woman i am meant to become.
i trust that what is truly mine will never ask me to abandon myself.
my heart remains open to beauty, kindness, wonder, and every gentle soul sent into my life.
and may every beautiful thing that belongs to me find me naturally...while i continue blooming into the woman i have always dreamed of becoming.
life gently smiles and reminds me that flowers bloom when they are ready, and so will i.
