Sunday, April 27, 2025

Caterpillar ๐Ÿ›

 Dear Reader, 




How are the buds of Spring treating you? ๐ŸŒฑ


Perhaps you are in Autumn, like me, noticing the slight change in moisture in the air. 


Internally, my soul is softly matching the Other Hemisphere, as I find myself on the upwards journey of the Circle, moving towards blossom and light ✨



I come to you today from my Petit Coin, created for me by a Shining Star, so I may hear the birds sing, so I may admire the plants and have a space in safety. 


So much has happened since we last spoke.


One of the most special people in my life has brought a new person into the world ๐Ÿฃ


Which is partly why I will be reunited with my friends again soon. 


I am also hotly approaching the longest time I have ever spent in one place in recent years. 


And after suffering a hard knock to my ego, there are changes happening…


Manifestations ✨


Things that only transpire through Surrender. 


From the spiritual books, to the pieces of the puzzle; from the colleagues who just happen to tell me the very thing I needed to know, to the love I never knew was possible to receive. 





The thing is, when you are a nomad at heart, you are also a citizen of the world. 


As are you, Dear Reader.


You have the possibility of opening your mind to every micro connection and allowing it to bring you energy and sustenance. 


So that when you are surrounded by people who speak a different language, you force yourself to learn it, to allow your insecurities to be submitted in place of peace and joy. 


You learn to listen to love in whatever form it comes. And sometimes, that means admitting some hard truths. 


As long as the dance continues through the thorns, you can basque in the breeze of time, which is life itself.





I haven't explored the island as much as I would like recently. 


I haven't made as many friends. 


I haven't exercised as much as I used to.


I haven't been as disciplined. 


Even my cooking has lacked inspiration.


But I have been reading again. 


I have been speaking with my amazing friends who are spread so far across the globe.


I have joined a freaking Bollywood Zumba class, where there's more energy than that which was emitted from the Big Bang ๐Ÿ’ฅ 


Against all odds, I joined a belly dance group. Sensuality Unlocked ๐Ÿ’ƒ



But more importantly, I've started to listen again. 


To the whispers of the leaves in the trees ๐ŸŒฟ


To echoes carried in the breeze. 


To the chimes in my head when the Universe sends me a gentle reminder. 


To my heartbeat when my Shining Star gently quietens years of internal tears…




… 



Though I do long for more time with my favourite ocean, the hours we have spent together recently have been a dream. 


New friend


My horse with the relentless hanger


Despite my horse being totally adverse to water and preferring to eat every square inch of vegetation in our path, beach horse-riding was a great experience. 

And as always the cleansing of waves bring a timeless sense of calm. 


…Among the tall grass, a little caterpillar tramples along towards a bud, as a shooting star softly strokes the night sky…




So if you made it to the end of this disjointed ramble, and for some reason, you feel inclined to delve deeper into the intracacies of nomadic life, check out my episode with the King of Aha Moments:



https://apple.co/4iv5wpC 


https://youtu.be/OB5NBLxLj00?si=hkqYb4NFpl8ELD_V 




And thank you, Dear Reader, for joining me again. 


We will speak again soon, as the warmth of the flame continues to cleanse.




I hope you find some inspiration to explore this week. 


Be that your surroundings, your mind or your spirit. 




⭐ Happy Wandering…





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