My roommate caught me dancing my delight with the sun and flowers and trees.

Oh, the lovely energy streaming in today! I am drinking elixirs of love, a pink smoothie and a juice, both holding all the colors of the rainbow but the pink dominates this day. Beltaine, the Celtic Day of Fertility, bonfires and flowers, dancing and laughter, wild sex and ecstatic love. Woohoo. I can feel it all flowing in my bones, dancing out the rhythms of the drums. Our modern life seems so flat and one dimensional when seen against that background.

Today marks the 33 rd anniversary of when I met my former husband. 33, 3 children…oh, how I love the 3s! We spoke as we have done on this day each year, whether married or not, and expressed our gratitude for all that we have been and known of one another. We have truly taken the darkest shadows and the brightest moments and woven them into a book of love. It is amazing how we can rewrite our past. We have been conscious to do this over the past few years as painful memories surfaced, we allowed them heart space, we wove our love light about them and witnessed the transformation. It did not happen immediately, it took time and willingness on both our parts to let go, to surrender and to align with the family template of love that we came to create. What joy to know the truth of who we are. There is such freedom in allowing the love as everything in our being flows to that source within, the heart of love.

Pink elixirs

Throughout April, I heard, May movement. Yes, feeling that things are speeding up, the love flames are catching hold, embers stirred into wakefulness as our inner beings erupt and release the old patterning and pain. We are mirroring the earth as she quakes and shakes, spewing the old up and out. We are creating room for the love light to flow freely, as is she. Love is such a powerful force, it has a laser like focus that can dislodge the smallest particle of discord, disharmony, anger, shame, guilt…all of it, burned out. Our hearts have been crying out for this release and heaven and our own selves have answered our call.

Lantern flames of love.

I feel my sap rising, like the trees about me, my inner being blossoming like the most exquisite lotus. Petal by petal, it unfolds, each moment full of gentle movement and grace. How can we not love ourselves? We are so beautiful. We glow like the dogwood blossoms, an incandescent light that seeks to drink in and reflect the love light simultaneously. I feel drunk from imbibing all of this love!

The earth calls me to dance out this love, tone it, sing it, sigh it, stroke it, drink it, inhale it, consume it. Ahhhh, gratitude pours from my cells like sweat, dripping into our Mother Earth as nourishment, returning to me as a rocking cradle that I can nest in. We are one planet, singing a love song so true. The heavens are attuned and singing harmony to our song. Geese just flying overhead, affirming this truth with their honking that plays a note of joy on my heart. I love this world. I love you and I love me.