Gratitude for my coven

Okay, so I am seeing beauty everywhere. I had a major moment of reverence yesterday afternoon. I was making a smoothie and this song came on, “We Deserve to Dream” by Xavier Rudd. It sent me back to the day I returned to Crested Butte after being on a nine month hiatus in Florida. As I am writing this, I am realizing that is the same amount of time a baby is growing in the womb. Wow, lots to unpack there. But I looked around my apartment in that moment. I took in the home I have made for myself- the food I nourish my body with. I started to cry.

This is not the first time I have become overwhelmed with joy and gratitude on this matter. The flow of emotion is just as strong now as it was yesterday, a week ago, even a year ago. But damn, for years I didn’t think myself capable; capable of taking care of myself or anyone else. Yet, here I am! I did all of this and I am living a very abundant life. I let everything go – I lost so much, only to gain even more meaningful gifts from the universe.

I didn’t do it alone. I had the most generous friends to help me. Every time I think of them my heart melts. My goodness- we are so deeply connected. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for them. Our friendship is more intimate than a romance. It is nothing but their true essence that calls me to put my energy and time towards them. They were so patient as they witnessed me bury my soul and pretend that I was okay. They offered so much support as I was coming out of my chrysalis. They were present for the new me. They showed me how capable I really am. My friends held up a mirror and said “Look at how creative, beautiful, and strong you are.” I am forever changed because of these women. I love them to the moon and back, over and over.

My mother is the head of my coven. She is the most kind person I know. She is the most patient and the best listener. She is my best friend, protector, and confidant. She is the reason I was able to get to where I am today. My love for her is endless. ❤

Note: I do not own the rights to the Victorian coven photograph. (Shutterstock)