diamonds on the soles of her shoes

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photo by my older sister bex. me as a 14 year old.

“You wander from room to room
Hunting for the diamond necklace
That is already around your neck!”
~ Jalal-Uddin Rumi

The last few months have been incredible.
I wrote a book, and have been digesting it, allowing it to be born, having sark read it, and provide a comment for it.
I’ve been waiting for the first draft to arrive ~ it has taken three weeks. i wanted to be patient. allow it to make its entrance in the world.
then today, i asked my dear friends at work ~ deb, lile, erin ~ to think Welcoming and Receiving vibes to my book as I felt it was time.
Deb closed her eyes and said firmly: It will be there when you return home.

Later on in the day, I picked an angel card.
MANIFESTATION.
I returned home this afternoon,
and there under my mat was it.

A.BOOK.WITH.MY.NAME.ON.IT.

I am so so so proud of it. SO proud.
It looks beautiful. Colourful.
Like a captured essence of a time. Of my growth.
As I said at the table, cradling it in my hands, I said to Chris:
All the moments of my life. Coming together to make this one.

So my butterfly emerged from its cocoon today.
And in the next couple of days, I will let it fly from my hands.
Just like that.

And watch it flit.
A book with my name on it.
A dream come true.

Today, I am so excited. Overwhelmed. Frenetically energetic. Brimming with happy tears and joy and prospect and promise and dreams come true.

Today I am an author.