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Woven in by Ullie – Kaye

On only my second hike this year besides The Wave, I got to take my sweet Cinnamon Girl to my favorite swimming hole in the Sierra’s. It’s late in the season for this higher elevation place, but I am grateful to have seen it at least once this year. And that I made it and continue to build my strength. And of course this is a picture from a different time and I didn’t go swimming yesterday. Burr…that would have been chilly.

It’s been nearly a week now after being shot at and I have done remarkably well. There is nothing that needs to be overcome, no trauma to be processed, nor fear that is waiting to be dealt with. I live my life the same way I have always lived it, at least for the last few years. I am aware of my surroundings and I pay attention. I trust my intuition and my gut feeling. If something doesn’t seem right, I don’t question it but remove myself form the situation just I like did that day. For two days I was keenly aware that this situation could have ended much differently, but even that thought is processed by now and it didn’t end in horror. Therefore there is no need to go back to it over and over. It’s something that doesn’t my time to process it and get over it. I already moved on, but it did bring new layers of gratitude and appreciation. And it did yesterday as I sat, looked out over the water and remembered a beautiful pondering from Ullie-Kaye called woven in.

I crave solitude. Those fragrant mornings where there is nothing standing between the sky and I. But I crave connection too. There are souls upon souls that live inside of me. From every walk of life. They’re woven in. The ones I cannot even remember never knowing. And those strangers. Those beautiful strangers that cross my path for only a moment but somehow still hum their songs into the landscape of my skin. I am richer for it all.

Author:

We are the co-creators of our life and the time is now. More than ever are we needed to support Mother Earth and each other. Together we discover and explore our unique gifts in times of strengths, in times we lean on each other, and in times when we learn from each other. This blog started as an outlet and what I ultimately called my “Warriors Journey.” It was a way to document the ups and downs of my life, sharing my hardships as well as my successes. It showcased the struggles, but more important the ways of how to overcome them. Although we are warriors each and every day, I realized that having to be a warrior, comes from a place of pain. I decided to rename this blog, and “Phoenix Rising” now stands for the story of overcoming such a painful place. My motivation for this blog hasn’t changed and I hope to share inspiration and hope, to create a sense of belonging, a space of being heard, and connecting with like minded beings who instill a sense of oneness. We are never alone, and we are unstoppable in the pursuit of what sets our soul on fire. Who I am in a nutshell... 
I am an energy healer and Reiki Master. I am surviving a chronic disease that I’ve sent into remission three times since my initial bout, 15 years ago. I continuously challenge the status quo and by doing so I change my stars. I am a believer that anything is possible. I am a hopeless romantic and I believe that true love exists on various levels. I am an optimist that will always see the glass as half full. I am a dreamer, believing in endless possibilities. Not even the sky is the limit. I have jumped off of the hamster wheel, and I am writing a new chapter. I am chasing my Nirvana to support my most authentic self. This is my story, I am that Phoenix and I am rising from the ashes. Namaste 🙏🏼💙🦋

8 thoughts on “Woven in by Ullie – Kaye

  1. Loved your post, My Dear! I think I found a Christmas present for you hiding in your post!!

    HIDDEN POEM WITHIN RAPSODY’S 11-17-2021 POST

    I crave solitude.
    Those fragrant mornings
    where there is nothing
    standing between the sky
    and I.

    But I crave
    connection too.
    There are souls
    upon souls
    that live inside of me.

    From every walk of life.
    They’re woven in.
    The ones I cannot even
    remember never knowing.

    And those strangers,
    Those beautiful strangers
    that(maybe – “who”?) cross my path
    for only a moment
    but somehow
    still hum their songs
    into the landscape
    of my skin.
    (maybe – “and the fabric of my soul”)

    (My addition here: everyday I give thanks
    as gratitude overflows my heart – just an example)

    I am richer for it all.

    😊🎁💕💕🌹

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