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Wearing Purple

I am in the process of stripping back,
looking through the lens of connection for clarity,
aligning this to my inner knowing or intuition,
so getting closer to the core of me...

There is a kind of subconscious sifting and sorting going on
making its way to the surface, emerging as a desire....
I feel I'm being pulled towards simplicity
in words and image,
an internal clearing of clutter...

I'm taking this as the soul's evolution,
I'm thinking this is part of life's outworking ~
for the golden years, of wearing purple...


Autumn said…
i believe that every evolution includes de-cluttering.

one thing i noticed, for me, was that some de-cluttering is temporary. that stripping back is a necessary moment (that may last months) to clear the view and rebalance. and then retaking in can occur, more authentically, more peacefully.

i started purple years early ;)
Cat said…
desire is such a beautiful thing to be lead by

blessings sister

love and light ♥

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