Pink has turned out to be my favorite color lately. Mind you, this is a new pattern for me. Historically, I’ve stayed away from pink for many reasons, but mainly because it’s paired with anything girly, and really, I am not that girly. Perhaps when I was 12 or 13 for a brief moment there, but no, I’ve mostly turned towards neutrals and black. A lot of black.
But, ever since I’ve been embracing the concept of the single life, I pretty much have me, and I am a girl. You must know all my adult life has been accompanied by a male presence. This is the first time ever that I am choosing my own company, something I’ve feared for the longest time, since I didn’t know any better. But, all change happens and time does its trick, and here I am: craving pink and getting to know the goddess within.
Goddess. Female energy at its best: intuition, sensuality, emotion, fluidity, movement, change, balance.
I am letting my goddess to take the place it deserves in my life. Making peace: I am not fighting you anymore.
There is still much to heal, and all will fall into place at its own pace. Not rushing. Not judging. Just being.