Love Letters

Monday Love

Good morning love. I sit in stillness and listen to the crows. Cawing. Talking? Singing? Complaining? Warning? Gossiping? I know not.

What I wonder though, is what I hear a reflection of what’s stirring in me—in this moment.

Are they celebrating the rain as I am?

A celebration that is not boisterous— but quiet. Subtle. Curious. Unhurried.

Ain’t nothin wrong goin on here.

So now my love. Close your eyes and listen. What do you hear?

What are the stories you’re telling about the sounds that reach your ears?

How interesting.

Now remember—

Ani’t nothin wrong goin on here.

Just another way to check in and see who in you is here— now.

Then remind this part of you—

I love you. I want you. You are special to me.

Or, heck yeah babe. You are one foxy mama. Keep on rocking.


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