These are difficult times. I don’t know about you, but I find it so difficult to move between the world as I believe it should be and the world as it currently is.
More and more, I find myself longing for the Virginia highlands, the places where you can see the shadows of the clouds move across the mountains. I want to sit on ancient stone, feel my butt cheeks, the soles of my feet, and my yoni drink in the mineral energy of my mother, Gaia.
It’s OK to take a breath. It’s OK to retreat. It’s OK to need solace.
Find it wherever you can. This is a marathon, not a sprint.