Yo. It’s been a quick minute since I’ve posted a blog post. Finally, in the frenzy of running out of memory on my drive, I stumbled upon a well-intentioned folder: “For the Blog”. So here we are, bringing some light to this crazy backlog of sessions.
I will now leave you with this super gorgeous family with their super gorgeous horse, Winnie.
pssst….Winnie is a therapeutic fertility horse working with her human companion, Sarah. They have created a lovely program dedicated to healing, femininity, and fertility.
Love allows understanding to dawn, and understanding is precious. where you are understood, you are at home. Understanding nourishes belonging. When you really feel understood, you feel free to release yourself into the trust and shelter of the other person’s soul.
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxeries; avoid all entaglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulberable.