May

 A part of me feels like she blinked and it was already May. Where did March and April go?!

I don't know about you but this past month was just lit. Wait. 2021 nje has been lit. My "location"📍has just been rotating from one deadline to the next. In all this craziness, it's been quite tricky navigating self love while breathing through the wound of adulting. I've had this conversation with a few people and it seems like we're all going through the most...in one way or another.

Something came to mind while I was making a mental note of how this month is looking in terms of deadlines and "adulting" duties. I started thinking about May as a standalone word. How it expresses possibilities and how we use the word when we are hoping for something.

Dear reader,
May this new month bring you new possibilities to start over,
May you be open to the idea of being kinder to yourself,
May you hold on to moments which make you smile or laugh effortlessly,
May you be surrounded by gentle reminders that you are not alone,
May you repossess the power to self define,
May you forgive yourself,
May you heal from things you can't talk about,
May you extend warmth when you can,
May you be okay with Plan A,B or C not working out,
May you be present...

If all else fails, may you locate the bravery to pull a "stomach in, chest out" and just show up...