If beauty and love are always present, even in the darkest of moments, then there is always hope. Hope that brings the promise of a new dawn.
We, as humanity, can do this. We can rise up and embrace the spirit of the Divine Feminine, and mix it in equal parts with our Sacred Masculine.
We learn that no amount of heartbreak will ever make us forget who the fuck we are, what we bring to the table, and just how amazing we all are.
How you feel is neither good or bad. It’s just you being you. Cry, wail, scream, get angry. Whatever you feel, it's all okay.
You may spend years without being in a union. But what is the alternative? Being in a relationship that does not meet your needs for true love language?
This year I will surround myself with people who see the real me and reflect that image back to me, not just through their words, but through their actions.