Home inside of me

Home inside of me

In a heartbeat everything can feel different. And it’s hard to pin it down to exactly which conversation, exactly which sharing, which inner acknowledgement or realisation created the shift – or was it the full moon eclipse? Moving from feelings of darkness and despair into deep open-hearted acceptance of me, of the strangeness of life, of the knowing that yes, there are difficult situations in my external, but only I am responsible for the inner world… Realising that the magic I seek lives inside of me… And refocusing again toward a strong intent, love and desire on the inside. I know this place, this is home inside of me, and when the chaos and noise become too much on the outside it’s easy to get lost, it’s easy to become overwhelmed when the feeling of deep, old traumas have been reactivated consistently. And yet, now, with this refocusing… There’s me again, there’s the deep wellspring of love, and the space outside of me opens again too: new conversations, acknowledgement of the patterns that no longer hold me. And reflected back to me, mirrors of loving grace and beauty! And home inside of me. Home in my body. Home in my own world. Acceptance of the lazy, unmotivated parts of me, acceptance of the dark and despairing me, acceptance of the inspirational, fun-loving and light me who can laugh at herself and life, acceptance of the deep, deep heart that feels so much. And loving it all. Sitting in the fire, all over again. And this time it’s in the fire with the power of my own heart reflected back...