The Bitters Reality

An ode…:
February…each year, the energy and love overwhelms me. A celebration of life.
A celebration of being.
Whole.
The ancestors speak… reminding us to fill the room, claim the table, make it plain. And so we do.
Then comes March…let’s continue to celebrate our womanhood; finding strength in our femininity…lifting one another.

This past year owes me nothing.

I was meant to fall and almost crack my skull…because it allowed me to slow down and audit my choices and finances.
I was meant to be depressed at times and feel almost manic at others…so that I can look at pictures like these and know that my spirit overcomes all and its glow fills the room.

Celebrate! Be present. Listen. You don’t always need a milestone but 42 looks pretty dern good on me..fro and all.

Take care.
        #42    

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