Uncertain at times, confident at others. Strong and weak at different times. Happy and sad. Great full and envious. Carrying myself along with sore feet and tired, aching shoulders. hopeful, hopeless, passionate, dull.

I’m well, I’m happy, I’m grateful for my life and for all the people that surrounds me and supports me every step of my journey.

Grateful, breastcancer surviver, grounded, strongly connected to my creative resources.

I’m getting older but I feel strong and wiser. I’m less concerned with the material world and more focused on the meaning of my life and how things change and evolve.

Standing tall and connected. Fluid movements. In sync. Calm.

I am in my flow state, often… seamlessly integrating family life with my creative work and aspirations. I am fully present in each moment, grounded by love, fulfilment, and growth.

Dragged and stuck simultaneously, like a piece of flotsam caught on a stick in a fast flowing river in the swell of flooding.

I am with this ground, this water, this air, I move with and within it, it moves me. Our mutual love balances us, even in times of complexity.

I am more settled in myself. I am able to feel more edges in my life; there is more structure in each day.

I am straddling a line of what i want and what i need. I am learning that i am more self sufficient than i feel. I feel i like to play a mothering role and that role i also resent.

It is hot, and I’m in a rush. I need to peek up some of our family belongings from home. We had to leave it quite sudden.

I exist as if in an endless tide. In and out of my center, in and out of the life force inside me. My navel draws all my light.

I hear and see myself, I listen to myself, I talk to myself.

I feel like being free from doubts and inner nervousness and wrong ambitions. Not free from sorrows. Feeling close to myself. To my center.