The Universe has been wildly generous & tenderly supportive, but comes a time it reminds me that the WORK is up to me.
The only goal my 24-year old self had of her vision quest was fulfilling the image of a swan capable of diving down to the floor of a pond & return to the surface.
The swan is now capable of it, can use its buoyancy as a aid rather than limitation, but that means zip if the swan chooses to just keep skimming over the surface.
The work that is peculiar to my skills gifts inspirations cannot be done by someone else. It was given – at my request – to me.
The thing about being a serial bloomer – a perennial – is to BLOOM.
It always comes back to Square One – using it as a stepping stone to the next Square One & the next. To being in make each moment into something momentous.
Those are the facts of life. Pay attention to them, learn from them, live from them, or not. They will still be how life works or doesn’t.
Meh is NOT life working. Not an option.
Taking square by square by square creates a beautiful life mosaic.