

I've been getting more used to being a little uncomfortable in good radical ways. For instance. Hiking in the rainfall yesterday, sure I got soaking wet to the bones. And maybe there were moments of discomfort. But I brought a dry change of clothes for the drive home and all was well, the rain was actually very cleansing, and allowed me to just breathe, and let the stress of the month wash away. I loved it. I woke up wide awake at 3am with clear downloads about the direction of this chapter of my life, and about staying open and feel like I'm healing a lot of things i never truly touched on in past episodes of healing, which is also something water does.