Sprouting Wings

Sprouting Wings 🪽

I am confined by the thorns,
I placed upon my head,
I crave the taste of liberation,
From the cuts that made me bled,

Self inflicted scars ,
Unresolve traumas,
Ongoing addictions,
To repeating karmas,

From here I choose to fall,
Into this hollow space,
Carved out my judgments,
And sit in Uni's grace,

I breath with one truth,
Inhale the light of love,
Died in my own rebirth,
To meet the heavens above,

Gone are my thoughts,
I am high on my divine,
Sprout are my wings,
Now- see me fly!

As spring returns and the earth begins to flourish again, lets gently reflect on what you’re ready to release. Letting go of the remains of a past can feel tender to the touch. It’s not easy to loosen your grip on something that once shaped you.

But sometimes, the smallest shift in your heart can open the door to something new. Maybe you’re not ready to set it down today. That’s okay.

For now, simply imagine what it might feel like when that day comes. Your breathing might feel lighter and the air feels softer. Allow the calmness in your heart to take over as you ponder "Who do I want to become today? "

If you offer yourself permission to transform, what would it look like? Would you be someone different then you are now? Do you like who've you become as these old belief surrounds you?

Or can you transmute anger into passion, resentment into compassion, and sadness into resilience. A change in your perspective as you shed your layers is like an invitation to a possibility~ an opening for your wings to unfold. 🐦

Remember theme is for something to work with. All work is welcome. 💚