This weekend sees another rotation around the sun completed
This weekend sees me trying to solve some of the hardest challenges of my adulthood
This weekend sees me reluctant to do any celebrating
Forty-six
Forty-six years of joys and heartaches
Of tryings and learnings
Of experimentation and exploration
I think on the six year old me
The sixteen year old me
The twenty-six year old me
The thirty-six year old me
Each of these stages of my life reflect a different person than I am now
Softer, more optimistic, more naive and innocent versions of me
I am grateful for all of my experiences as they have shaped me
They have forged me in fire and tempered me in ice water
My scars and wounds show that I have lived and loved
They show that I have tried and failed and gotten back up
I am graced to have the gift of experience and perspective
For you can only obtain these gifts by living
Although I may not be bathing in the contentment I dreamed I'd have at this age
The journey is not over
There are more tales to be lived and pages to be written
More love to be given and received
Everyday that the sun rises, there is hope to create the narrative I want for myself
Being an adult is scary and contrary to popular belief
No one knows what they are doing
We're all just making it up as we go along
And trying to learn from those who have already been there
There's no getting it right
Only doing our best at every step we're able to take
So here's to forty-six
May dreams manifest
May peace prevail
May I continue to grow, and love, and learn in all things I do
-gws
May your table be set with love.
May your company experience belonging.
May your table's bounty feed the soul.
May your blessings be plentiful and your gratitude boundless.
-gws
She was wild
Divinely corralled
Pulsing with wind chasing through wild grasses
Bubbling icy streams and
Hummingbird wings
All kinetic energy and joy for existing
-gws
You are exactly as you need to be in this moment
Whatever that looks and feels like
It is not always going to be sunshine and rainbows
Sometimes it is dark clouds and heavy rain
All of it is okay
All of it is the human experience
All of it is the magic of living life in these human bodies
It is messy and joyful and painful and elating and exhausting
The beauty is in wrapping your arms around the IS
We get to walk this path
Experiencing the vast complexity of being
-gws
I wander amongst the damp earth and moss covered trees.
I walk by the water where the stones are worn smooth and reflect on how life has polished and refined me.
-gws