That which was broken is beginning to heal.
Digging deeply within I see this light that for so long I was chasing; seeking externally.
That which was damaged is beginning to mend.
Allowing newly inspired and sacred growth to spring forth just as the tiny buds offer hope to the forest that could not contain its fire.
That which was feared is transforming into faith.
The bonds of trust grow deeper and deeper as I continue to learn what it is to release, to allow, to let go of that which no longer serves (even if it once had).
That which was lost is now appearing once again.
Like the slow and steady particles that settle to the bottom of bodies of water after a necessary storm of change, I begin to see, I begin to feel, I begin to understand why.
Clarity presenting itself once more…
Healing… Mending… Faith… Yes…
You.