Hello and happy Friday, my loves. I don’t know about you, but these last couple days have felt particularly spooky and festive. It makes me want to be cozy and snuggle under one of my 20 billion throw blankets, sipping warm apple cider with my even fuzzier puppy, Dory, as she snoozes beside me, dreaming of puppy-things.
Sometimes I wish Dory could tell me in human words what she is feeling and thinking and dreaming about. However, if she was able to respond using these words, then it may dampen the magical, energetic way we get to connect now. Just as it is, just as things are. Yes, I think I’ll choose the magic that we already have right here, in this moment. Baby girl sleeps on the floor, at my feet as I write these words to you, reminding me ever so gently of her love, as I write words ever so gently and lovingly towards you. And round and round we go, moving forward.
And I want to ask you, in this moment, to consider the love in your life. To think of a special person or animal friend who loves you and who is so very lucky to have you. I mean, hell, you’re impacting my life in this very moment in such a beautiful way. Writing to you helps me reflect on my furry daughter and how truly beautiful it is to be with her as she totters around the grounds of her very first Autumn, chasing the leaves and tripping over her oversized paws, with glee emanating from her shimmering brown eyes. I am so grateful to have such a bedrock of light in my life who reminds me to appreciate life and appreciate leaves and the breezes that help them stay in motion even when, as the cycle of life would have it, they have been relocated from their penthouse in the branches to the cold, unfamiliar ground beneath them.
Right now and always it is so important to have these secure and safe and always there connections, especially when so very many things are always changing. Chapters are ending and with this, uncertainty hits the stage in a way that is needed and still scary and also less scary because the things we thought would kill us in the past haven’t and we keep doing the damn things we thought we could never do. And I’m passed the small-talk-stage with you, uncertainty. Bring it in, old friend, let’s do this. And bring it in, new friends, old friends, and mom (hi mom!), let’s go have a wonderfully spooky and cozy night.
Until next time,
stay beautiful, my loves ❤
sara[h]doxicaL @best 