As I walk through the darkness at this time on my path,
a time where work, partnership, family and tribe
converge in the realms of death, creation and rebirth,
I am struck by the potency of that which I call life.
I sit on the cusp of grasping true love,
such that each day is a gift of amazing unfolding.
Each of us deserves a life of fulfillment,
one that includes love, creativity, family and tribe.
I am standing at the edge of awareness
and can see across the landscape
the deepest connections possible in life.
I am breathing, breathing, endlessly breathing,
holding my heart steady and my feet heavy,
while layers upon layers are shredding within me.
For without death of that which drains,
there is no creation, no rebirth.
I am endlessly shedding like the plants in my garden,
leaves yellowing and crisply falling,
disintegrating into the life cycle of life and death.
It is hard and my heart is breaking,
people are dying and relationships are struggling,
negative patterns are slowly dissolving,
yet I taste the sweetness of divine connection,
the gift that Knowing brings in Her arms.
To strip, molt, shed and compost,
to embrace your essence and bring it out in the world,
whether it be our greatest joy or darkest challenge,
Knowing is the greatest gift we can give.
And so it is.
Photography by April Aronoff