Just sinew and bone.
A little tender caress.
Subtly glimmer of sunlight peaking through the crack.
Spring is here. There was be a couple of weeks until it is officially declared, but my eternal hope has returned, the vitamin D has me glowing from within and my eyes are desperate to see the first flowers bloom.
The snowdrops and crocuses that began to spring up everywhere in February made me feel my Gran’s presence. They popped up everywhere, just when I needed them.
As I’ve said before, to be reminded of her through nature is like a God-given blessing.
Her wonder and beauty live in all that grows and withers naturally.
Her spirit now divine.
the sparkle surrounds you everywhere if you open your field of vision to see it.
AmyAnn Cadwell
& The Good Trade Team
Tuning into my sensitivity
With a new season coming, I’ve felt a little shift. Recently I’ve been struggling with feeling like I need new. Not just a little newness, but newness all the time. Every day it has been like my brain is craving newness, my dopamine receptors in need of a boost. Not like they’re crippled, but like they feel a little frazzled and need reinforcing with a bright spark of everlasting energy.
Sensitivity is always a gift.
I really hope I can transition out of this season of needing newness. Hopefully some vitality will come with it, as I am feel in need of being refreshed. I feel quite stagnant in many areas of my life at the moment. This feeling upsets me as nothing is actually wrong, most things are solid and good. Plus, most things are working out in my favour even. So why do I feel so dull?
Releasing myself from the old visions of myself
I’m dealing with some quite conflicting feelings over my identity at the moment.
I deeply miss travelling alone to France. It gave me that sense of renewal I’m craving, even if it was only momentary.
I wish to release the views I used to hold of myself and not hold myself back from things. I came across the below quote recently, although I’m not aware where I came across it.
Maybe if something was meant for me, it wouldn’t need such a tight grip.
I hope in this upcoming season I’ll have much more time to write.
I miss being creative through the written word.
Don’t hesitate to stay in touch with me over on Instagram.
Love,
Anna
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