New Moon.

layers and spirals of grief-

so deeply interconnected.

secondary grief vibrating out in the world, ripples, waves-

it can be hard to breathe.

people I cherish

in pain& gut wrenching loss.

souls making the transition into the mystery-

becoming ancestors, perhaps?

I look up for them.

My dreams are full of endings.

old friends, possibilities, paths not taken… layers upon layers-

Honoring the spirals of life as they teach me humility and grace for riding the waves of it all.

I keep feeling into the aliveness -the way the body moves and pulsates, expands and contracts, rises and falls.. until it doesn’t.