Most days I’m chipper; optimistic, zen, hopeful. But there are days when, after I’ve given Little Huru his milk feed, I can’t get any shut eye after that. I lay awake, calmed only by the sounds of breathing in the house. I’m not down, just thoughtful.
It’s dark and quiet, but whereas darkness once frightened me, it has now become the space in which I face my fears and horrors. I will face internal conflict in this season of bloom, aware that my rosebuds will give way to something worthwhile and grow just as organically as as I am.
Facing yourself, when all the lights are out and the world is asleep, can be frightening. But there’s no escaping it, especially when you’re on a path of re-discovery. From what I’m learning, it’s worth the occasional tossing and turning.
‘In Light there is Dark, and in Dark there is Light’
May 26, 2017 at 1:25 pm
Good work you are doing to motherhood and I wish I could be part of your team
May 29, 2017 at 8:48 am
Just keep following and supporting the Journey and you’re already a part of the tesm! ??
May 27, 2017 at 5:38 pm
Always stunning, keep up!no escaping in rediscovery…rosebuds will give way to something worthwhile
May 29, 2017 at 8:47 am
Thank you reading and appreciating my post Esther!
May 29, 2017 at 7:30 pm
Lovely post Jane.
I hope too when i look back when finding my true north, I too will say these your words,”But there’s no escaping it, especially when you’re on a path of re-discovery. From what I’m learning, it’s worth the occasional tossing and turning”
June 13, 2017 at 2:48 pm
This is really positive, thanks for the encouragement