Soft

You are always changing, growing, transforming. Whether you are in allowance or resistance to it, the movement is always there and available. Sometimes our transformation is soft, barely discernible till we suddenly realize we are in new territory. Without the announcement, we may forgot to notice and celebrate ourselves.

I invite you to notice the small things, the small shifts; the time you remember to exhale instead of holding your breath, when you go for that walk and pause to notice the clouds, when you feel a gentle new self emerging in the container of old images, old ideas, old structures. Attune to the quiet shifts and subtle gifts you are giving yourself. Thank you for you.

The Soft curve of Transformation.

I thought you’d be all

fanfare and trumpets

explosion and the starkness of 

night and day.
 

But instead we are 

meandering into this

new/known life,

slipping it on like

a forgotten glove

caked in mud and

found under 

yard debris, the

perfect fit and perfect feel.
 

-tracy kate 2020
-image Jill Marie