Kindnessgirl

I can’t stop listening to Jose Gonzalez. I’m not always sure what he is saying but it doesn’t matter. His songs have titles like Heartbeats and Sensing Owls, the sounds ring simple and true. His voice feels like security blanket of sorts and I am clinging to any and all comfort these days. Creamy foods, quiet music, candle light, my bed.

A return inward can reveal the ground beneath you, usually flat and firm. The dirt in between your toes reminding you of where you came and will someday return. Simply standing is not working for me. Nothing feels stable to me, instead I am on my knees, or lying with my ear to the ground, hoping that every part of me is connecting to mother earth.

I feel her close to my face and then kindness rains mixing with her earth, the truth and love. The place closest to the deepest and truest part of me is all around. Everything telling me I am alive, safe and well, maybe even better than ever before…