a wish for spring
spring is almost in berlin and I’m setting new intentions, writing new wishes, conjuring new dreams.
I had very good darkness training the past few months (in this city of no sun) and I’m ready, now, for something different:
- bright, joyful days — a deliberate cultivation of them
- lightness to balance out all the dark
- fun & delicious things — I give to myself
- tasting the unbearable lightness of being
- mundane pleasures, soft mornings
- forgetting, forgetting, forgetting
- full permission to be beautiful
- a new leaf, a new beginning
the truth is: it has already turned spring inside of me. spring has always been a place, in me. it’s my job now, to sing to the birds. and to water the flower gardens, daily.