Processing loving and releasing inviting the unknown
Lately I’ve been moving through a lot 💔 My dad’s health, Ethel’s health, 🐈 and a big cloud of uncertainty around what’s coming next. What’s been surfacing are some of my deepest wounds around feeling unlovable — especially the experience of being seen, felt, even met… and then left. That moment of connection followed by disappearance, and how deeply that lands when I’m already tender. I’m not looking for fixing. Just letting it move, letting it be witnessed, and trusting that being here, breathing, dancing, and meditating together helps loosen what’s been held for a long time. Grateful for this space and this community. 🖤 Releasing many things with love and trusting that my love is out there, but starts with me.