Solid Ground.

I suppose that in life, everyone experiences the different seasons. If it is true for the body, that, because we being subjected to the changing environment, need to learn how to adapt. Put on the boots for autumn, take out the coats for winter, throw on the shades in the summer, and take a breath in spring.

I’ve been so blessed. I am so loved. 

I suppose that it’s different for everyone also but I’m honestly feeling like it’s a time for some stable grounding again. Getting a taste of work, a taste of how having what talent can change the course of your life, your perception of who you are, of what you want, of why you want the things you want, and so on and so forth. Balancing that with a harsh environment and a lack of freedom or time really messes you up. I guess the harsh, the difficult, and the trials just here to shake your core so that everything else that isn’t supposed to be there will fall away and fade. 

I feel so tremendously disorientated now but I know better than to trust my feelings. I am running home to solid ground.