“While it might not be the easiest thing, it will always make your life better.”

When the bubble bursts, do they float on the aether, the Akash, as whispers waiting to be breathed back into life by another aligned soul, or the original dreamer if they haven’t let go?

There comes a day when you decide that war no longer deserves a place in your world, in your home, at your table, in yourself.

Imagine if Cocky Locky, Ducky Lucky or Turkey Lurkey had said: “Are you sure?” “Perhaps it’s something else?” “Let’s look at the bigger picture here”. What would have happened to them?

Can we see that being open to all perspectives opens our eyes to, potentially, the greatest artwork of all time?

Sometimes it doesn’t matter who you are, what you do, or what you say, there will be people committed to misunderstanding you.

There is wisdom in this pause. It’s a pause inviting us to retreat to the safety and warmth of the womb. Ancient wisdom within the creative cells of our being.

Perhaps that is what this earthly experience is. An invitation to share whatever makes your heart sing, the unique art you came here to create.

The only thing you ever really get to have control over, is yourself, your humanity. Once you deeply understand that then controlling others or other things becomes not only non-sensical, but undesirable.

Butterflies don’t ask for you to help them birth. Perhaps they know that the desire to control any of it, really, is an insult to the greatest wisdom.

Meeting yourself without clothes, conditioning, masks and baggage isn’t easy. Do it anyway. That’s the truth you came here to live.

How would society change if we nurtured this appreciation of life from the start? Nurtured this ability to see that everything has intrinsic value in the fabric of life. Nurtured this ability to see that everything is energy… always has been, always will be. Infinitely.

When you can be thankful for all of it, you know you are living in the bigger picture.

What if we shifted our thinking to a realisation that we, as mothers, are being called to hold space for our babies as they create themselves?

What if we considered pregnancy to be a time to make peace with the fact that life will never be the same because it’s not meant to? Because it’s meant to be something greater.