If women remember that once upon a time
we sang with the tongues of seals
and flew with the wings of swans,
that we forged our own paths through the dark forest
while creating a community of its many inhabitants,
then we will rise up rooted, like trees.
And if we rise up rooted, like trees …
well then, women might indeed save not only ourselves,
but the world.
within those tiny moments when you look within and hear an ancestral voice- listen in, lean in, and live with a little more spaciousness….
inquiry for today~ your true voice may not always be comfortable, does not always fit in, but is always true and gracious and grounding…..who is that today?
May today there be peace within.
May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others.
May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.
May you be content with yourself just the way you are.
Let this knowledge settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.
It is there for each and every one of us.
~Saint Terese of Liseaux