I know it's been a minute. I wanted to write, but the words escaped me. I also haven't fully digested our world yet. I hope you will understand and know I send my love.
So much has been taken and even more has been lost. And now we are all talking and hopefully all listening, too. Just remember that your word has the power to create or destroy.
“Language is the code for understanding and communication between humans. Every letter, every word in each language is an agreement. We call this a page in a book; the word page is an agreement that we understand. Once we understand the code, our attention is hooked and the energy is transferred from one person to another.”
The Four Agreements
, by Don Migel Ruiz
What power do your agreements hold over you?
Through the growing pains of (r)evolution, I have known this to be true in my heart: that I get to choose.
And you do, too.
Ruiz said it best:
impeccable with your word
and mindful of the energy you transfer to others.
I encourage you to reclaim the second half of 2020 as whatever you want it to be. Please add light, love, and liberation for all.
Smile, love. It's summer outside. And you get to choose again.
p.s.-Below are some fragments of love notes that didn't make it out, but were always working within me. I believe there is still a place for them now and I hope you may find something that speaks to you. Please take it with you. Take it back, rather. It’s already yours.