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she is truly one of my heroes. hope & peace to you all today. and always.…

27 Jan 2013

About Liz

Mystic. Theologian. Spiritualist. | Wanderer. Homebody. French fry lover. Moongazer. Mentor. Photographer. Roadtripper. Wine + beer drinker. Intuitive. North Carolina-born. Sweden-settled. Sister. Aunt. Daughter. Wife.

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January 2023 | I had every intention + wish that J

January 2023 | I had every intention + wish that January’s winter days would be filled deep contemplation, cozy hibernation, and gentle moments of reflection. And I found many of those deep and lovely moments all throughout the month.

However, I also found dark, tough, heartbreaking, hectic moments as well.

To be honest, I found it tough to stay balanced, to feel aligned, as the days + nights swung back and forth like a pendulum leaving me feeling all of the feels and experiencing all of the emotions. At times, it felt quite extreme, this swinging + shifting, from chaos to calm and back again.

And, I wonder, is this how it is? How it supposed to be? All of the things, all of the time? Or is there a time when I will simply flow again? Through the calm waters and the rapids too, of course, but always flowing. Not simply swinging back and forth.

January, I loved and loathed you this year. And, honestly, I’ve felt the same for the past 3 years now.

But, still, there is hope. There is beauty. There is a whole year that lies ahead. And I still have every intention of indulging, savoring, and living deeply into all of the days of this year.

And, I’ve only just begun. 🥂🧡

Dreaming of escaping with my love to the warm sun

Dreaming of escaping with my love to the warm sun this week.

This time of year… I try so hard to sink into it; but year after year now, the transition from January to February has been indescribably tough. And, 2023? No different.

There’s something about this rose on our dining table that speaks to me in these moments. I’m not quite sure what she’s saying yet. But, I see + feel grace and fragility in her petals. Softness in her slow, gentle unfolding. Acceptance. Being. Order. Release. Freedom. Trust.

Trying so hard to drop into, lean into, fall deep into the flow of it all, though. Right where I am.

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1st New Moon of 2023, Aquarius season, and all the

1st New Moon of 2023, Aquarius season, and all the feels with this one.

Just checking in today to spread the love. How y’all doing?

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A little dump from my week. ✌🏼 I’ve been

A little dump from my week. ✌🏼

I’ve been struggling this week, to be honest. Getting back into the intense groove of work, while also keeping the wintering rhythm going, has been rough. Losing the cozy hibernation of December + the holidays, and taking on more responsibilities at work, has left me feeling disconnected + exhausted.

But, I’m doing all my things. Grounding, resting, staying slow in my private life. It’s just that work day grind that has been not aligning with my inner rhythm. Although, all of the work stuff is incredibly inspiring in itself. Add on a very gray + dark + rainy January weather week. My mood, my energy, my everything just feels a bit messy.

So, I’m resetting this weekend. Gonna squeeze out some time for deep reflection and let things be as they are.

I’ve already realized this Saturday morning that I had intuited in the end of 2022 that this new calendar year would be an outward year. My grounding and aligning practices that serve my daily rhythms are in place. It’s really to just lean into them and trust them.

All is as it should be. My wintering - with its balance of busy, intense work responsibilities + slow restorative practices - continues.

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#myweek #januarymood #wintering

The Christmas decorations have been put away until

The Christmas decorations have been put away until next year. The balcony door + windows were opened wide. Sage + incense filled the rooms. And the fresh, cold air cleaned + purified every space + corner.

Welcome to January’s soft, gentle winter energy. 🕯️

Happy 2023, loves. I’ve been indulging in the so

Happy 2023, loves. I’ve been indulging in the soft, quiet days of the beginning of the calendar year all week long.

Energetically, I am moving with the rhythms of nature - even as I returned back to work this week.

And, now that the holidays have passed, it is time for wintering, dreaming, listening, and feeling. And, surprise surprise, I’m not feeling that I am in any rush to bound into a bunch of new beginnings at the start of the new calendar year. I’m saving that vibe for the spring, when the earth wakes and all is reborn.

However, right now, I am feeling deep energy that is calling me quietly forward by rooting me down. A call to trust that, even I stay wrapped up in the stillness of winter, as I continue to rest + reflect, there is much happening below me in the earth and deep within my soul.

There is a sense of a fresh start, newness, and possibility even here in the cold, dark hibernation of winter. But, I think all I want to do is bask in this mood and just let things be. I only want to live deeply in my days, right where I am. There’s no need to rush the natural rhythms of life.

So, here’s to slow, gentle energy all January long. May it nourish our souls + teach us wisdom as we enter twenty twenty-three.

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And for my last post of 2022… an old school Top

And for my last post of 2022… an old school Top 9 collage of my IG posts y’all liked the most this year.

I must say, y’all knocked it out of the park. I am totally diggin’ this color pallet. The vibes are so right. And I love that it’s a collage filled with pure love + hope. In a year filled with equal parts hard + beautiful moments, these pictures capture what was (and is) most important through it all.

Good job, y’all. Farewell, 2022.

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That’s a wrap, 2022. This year has been equal pa

That’s a wrap, 2022. This year has been equal parts hard + amazing. Now, it’s time to let go and cross gently into a new year. I’m ready to create. More memories. More experiences. More love. Happy New Year’s Eve, sweet ones. 🧡

#2022wrapped #newyearseve

Holidaying. 🎄

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