Feeding the Soul

Excitement for the end of the signposts telling me what to do overshadow the realisation that I relied on them for accountability and the feeling that I was doing the right thing.

My body cries to my soul to let the earth hold it, and when she comes out of her slumber she invites "yes yes, please!" Are my passions really my passions or have they been just a band-aid for this ache? It's time to find out what she likes to eat and make a feast.

Accountability to a bigger vision is the hurdle, because how can I sit still enough for long enough to know the vision, and who will make me keep myself accountable? Faith is in the secret sauce.

Let's commit to taking it slow and give ourselves the space and grace to build on level ground. The steps will build themselves, especially with the pride you've gathered around you. Show up for them, and they will stay for you.