Or the day my face froze
Oh, Mitlé, I'm sending so much love and respect as your navigate this moment of uncertainty (and surely a whole lot of discomfort) with such grace! Synchronicities abound: I am just off to see my midwife to talk about how "maybe it's perimenopause?" has turned into "Oh my goddess, I need help." Here's to the journey...
Ritual is the starting point of the day. The days are what we have in designing our destination. It may not be a straight path. But the beauty and discovery along the way is where life is. We go not knowing. Knowing as we go. In knowing again and so forth.