golden

The way the light changes at the end of the day and everything looks golden and possible. It could be that I will figure out how to give the love that I came here to be. Turns out the path has nothing to do with obedience and approval and everything to do with seeing the golden light of the soul, mine, yours, the way we’re all waking up at once, the way we’re starting to see each other as whole and real. I don’t have the answers, I only have this gold dress and my own heart. Tell me about something that lit up your heart today and let’s sit together in the evening light, satisfied.