The Full Strawberry Moon rises tonight and asks “What dreams would delight you?” and “What delights do you dream of?” Meditating on the word ‘delight’ brings me a sense of joy-filled lightness – the antithesis of the feeling in my chest most days. This has been a bugger of a month. Fear has come up for me in spades. And right on the heels of all that fear is protection: I want to pile on the emotional armor like nobody’s business. In order to compensate for this (understandable) reaction, I am dreaming of a stripped down state of fearlessness. Letting go of everything I can and delighting in what remains.
When I went to photograph this collage this morning, I was surprised by its sparseness – especially compared to its predecessors in this process. I questioned if I was actually finished or if I had simply stopped. It feels finished to me: a few inspirational words, lots of paintbrushes, a bit of nature and some splotches of soothing colors. Delightful. Yes. And that’s what I need right now. xoS