She who reconciles the ill-matched threads Of her life, and weaves them gratefully Into a single cloth – It’s she who drives the loudmouths from the hall And clears it for a different celebration.”
Photo by Gavin Mackintosh South Molton, United Kingdom
Full moon in earthy Taurus and things are crazy! Everything is stirred up and nothing is as it seems.
Ground, ground, ground. Get outside and walk, sit or lie on the Earth. Breathe and ground.
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And the bees have a message for us:
Hush now. The wounds run deep, but the bees are full of knowing.
They know the hive of your heart, each crooked curled chamber each hopeful hidden curve, each darkened holding cell.
They have come with wings and song and pollen. They have come to harvest each mistake each broken vessel, to touch the jagged edges of betrayal and lost chances, to collect your failures one by one, making honey from the bitter making music in the void making wings where there were wounds.
Hush now. Sleep well. The night is alive with forgiveness and your heart is a hive made for honey made for love.
“I’m slowly learning that even if I react, it won’t change anything, it won’t make people suddenly love and respect me, it won’t magically change their minds.
Sometimes it’s better to just let things be, let people go, don’t fight for closure, don’t ask for explanations, don’t chase answers and don’t expect people to understand where you’re coming from.
I’m slowly learning that life is better lived when you don’t center it on what’s happening around you and center it on what’s happening inside you instead.”