Empty Out by Emily Kelly

Change. It is our constant in this lifetime, a contract we signed when we took our first breath.

It will find its way through ease or force.

To have someone who sees you through life’s changes and accepts each refined version that emerges is a gift from a Source I am forever grateful to.

I wrote this sitting under my most loved Mother Tree in the middle of the woods. Feeling sad, but accepting as her leaves fell and the air became cold enough to turn the tip of my nose pink. I wrote it to myself. To my husband. To my dearest friends. To You.

To see and accept the endless versions of someone is a love language to me.

So I give that love to myself💛

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“How do I stop outsourcing the remedies to my insecurities?” I started to ask myself on a walk one day.

My attention shifted to the smell of campfire drifting through the woods. I breathed it in and felt an enveloping sense of joy all around me.

I began to create a list. I took note of the moments I felt alive, I saw something beautiful, or experienced something that pulled me fully into the present. Like the smell in the woods that day. I titled the list “Me”...because those moments are me. They’re the truest part of my soul, the insecurities experienced are not. I began collecting and welcoming these glimpses of beauty into the walls of my heart. Not knowing where I was headed, but certain that this was the right direction💛

That “Me” list is in the photos:)

I stopped creating for the internet for four months. Instead, everything I wrote or made was for me. No concern for the lens anyone else would view it through, it returned back to its original art form rather than work designed to interest someone else.

Creativity in its purest form is vital to the growth of our planet and society. I’m certain of that. Our original ideas are waiting to be heard and sung. New ideas, different concepts- they shake things up for a bit…but that’s where the good stuff comes from💛

I will be sharing what I’ve experienced in the last few months in story form this month. I’ve learned through living and nothing can touch that💛

Missed ya🥰

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