Sep 4, 2018 · 1 min read
And in this, lies the sacred birth of expression. It’s a satisfying finality (in that it is done) and beautiful beginning (in that it is now a seed planted, watered by the reader’s interpretation and continues to give life-giving sparks to their sphere of influence.)
It’s both delicious and divine. In reading this, feeling it (because I can relate to to it well), in this moment, I feel sacred.
