this week, i get clear about my intentions around my own freedom.

i understand that freedom & the road to reclaim more of it do not always (if ever?) equate to happiness and ease.

i choose courage over comfort. clarity and freedom often come with unexpected and untamable waves of sadness, rage, surrendering & grief.

that’s good: i let those waves teach me more of how untamed i am meant to be.

i locate in my life my deepest challenges and unearth parts of me i am most ashamed of. that’s where the most tender & precious piece of me is buried: my vulnerability. i reclaim it as strength and agency. by slowly dismantling shame within me, i reclaim what it has consistently kept me away from: my unique power, my own sense of agency, the trust that there is absolutely nothing wrong with me.

every word of this tribute sends a kiss of faith, care and joy, dear selflover!