Born on a Thursday #18: little girl love note and a jar of flowers

I wrote a piece a few weeks ago called now that you’re all grown up, who is your tribe?. That was the day before I moved from Phoenix to Flagstaff. The week gearing up to that day I was set to move to New York, and then a few of my plans changed and I decided, nope, New York isn’t happening right now. I followed my intuition, wrote to some friends, and within a few hours, had a place to live.

sunset – as clouds build up and build up and build up for monsoons

So here I am, and it’s summer in Flagstaff. There is an ease to life that I haven’t experienced in a long time – and I am grateful for all the amazing friends I have made over the years here. I need to write this now, because I feel so much love for and from my friends. I can feel it in the air – not to mention in hugs and smiles and laughter. When it gets cold here, we all tend to close off a bit, but right now, ’tis the season to flow.

It brings me to the people I am surrounded by. This morning it dawned on me that the household I live in is entirely female. For the last week it’s been filled with the super girl power of three grown women, five little girls, and a dog. And it feels like home. The energy in this place is so incredibly feminine — there is a lot of letting go, soft nurturing, playing, laughter, sometimes crying, imagination, creativity, living in the moment, patience, and acceptance of one another.

This is the perfect place for me to be right now.

Though Flagstaff can be harsh with wind and sun, summer monsoons, long winters, jagged rocks, dust, and not much moisture — it is also incredibly beautiful. The energy of the place is feminine. This has been a place for me to turn inward by being outside, a place where it’s not only ok to exist, it’s wonderful to exist. There isn’t a lot of pressure to be anyone but myself, to be anywhere than where I am, and yet, I still grow, and, wow, I am loved. No pushing and pulling to “be somebody”, just being and finding balance and flow.

It’s a good place to be.

Today when I came home from work, five little girls were waiting for me to find this:

little girl love note and a jar of flowers

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Holly hails from an illustrious lineage of fortune tellers, yogis, folk healers, troubadours and poets of the fine and mystical arts. Shape-shifting Tantric Siren of the Lunar Mysteries, she surfs the ebbs and flows of the multiverse on the Pure Sound of Creation. Her alchemy is Sacred Folly — revolutionary transformation through Love, deep play, Beauty, and music.

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