I deleted Instagram off my phone. Though there are always beautiful things/ people on there, I am happier when I do not engage with it. Straight like that.
I was reading my last post, reflecting on my reflection, and I do not think I have as much trouble connecting as I claimed. I must remember to think of connection it terms what, how, who, quality vs quantity, and duration of a connection.
I connect best in real life AFTER I have connected with God and myself. Periodt. I can be communicated with at this address: firstname.lastname@example.org. I am old lady fresh and enjoy e-mail.
Blessings and have a beautiful day no matter what comes your way.
cold wrapped around her soul
she was becoming all-weather from the inside out
The ocean seems to always find me, even in the middle of a New York forest.
These experiences are connected.
These experiences are connection.
I reflect on the connectedness of it all as leaves fall in that classically beautiful way that they do.
The ocean always seems to find me and for that I am grateful.
My feet dangle off the side of the slightly wet footbridge. Large lush leaves in every hue of green gently sway in the lightly blowing winds. My ears enjoy the symphony of bird songs. Here I am taking a moment to stop along the path per usual. My turtle friend swims by reminding me to slow down, take my time, and be here now.
Slow down mind.
Slow down time.
Retrograde is beautiful. I visualize myself walking backwards with a bright light. I shine that light on all my shadows and all my past shit that I need to let go. Bye!- I say in a thick southern accent. I set the intention to dance slowly as we retrograde. I set the intention to activate the patience God sent me. Take yo’ time and let’s retrograde. *Bankhead bounces in slow mo’ We are okay.
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