Fibromyalgia, Enrichment, Redwoods
My disability is not as such because I will not let it control me.
I need to cook and clean and function daily.
I will not let it hold me back.
I hike and ride and do everything I did before a doctor put a label on my pain.
Yes, I need to pace myself and recognize my limits, but I push them just a little because I won't be stopped.
I have too much to do in life to give in to a disability.
I have a challenge, yes, but we all do in some ways.
The universe doles out what we can take and it is up to us to grow.
I am drinking in that sunshine and reaching my roots out as far as I can.
Nothing and no one will stop me.
A dear friend from the redwoods, Pam, an amazingly spiritual Chilulua woman told me after 2 months of pondering that I am the mole. I can't see quite where my path is going but I have a drive to get there and I will keep digging and digging until I come out on top.
I sometimes forget my own strength and especially getting comfortable in couple-dom I was not paying as much attention to the fierce independent woman inside of me. Now I am finding a balance between the loving supportive girlfriend and the fiercely independent feminist. Both are elements of myself and can live in harmony, I am enjoying finding the balance. I feel the power of the redwoods here with me, their patience and wisdom and unrelenting will to survive.
When I have the money for large tattoos again I have two pieces that need to happen. My shoulder piece and tribute to Frida Kahlo and how she has been a guiding force for me, mexican flowers, a dove, butterflies, and a few thorns.
Secondly, on my thigh:
The Arco Giant.
My favorite tree in the redwoods happened to be less than 2 miles from my house. The Coast Redwood fascinates me because of its utter will to survive. I could go on for hours about the amazing adaptations it has developed over thousands of years. "Sequoia Sempervirens" translates to "One who lives forever" and they really do. They will not give up. The Arco Giant with all of its reiterations (think if you chopped off a finger and stem cells grew a new one) and over 1,200 years of experience in this world. Enchanting.
I need to cook and clean and function daily.
I will not let it hold me back.
I hike and ride and do everything I did before a doctor put a label on my pain.
Yes, I need to pace myself and recognize my limits, but I push them just a little because I won't be stopped.
I have too much to do in life to give in to a disability.
I have a challenge, yes, but we all do in some ways.
The universe doles out what we can take and it is up to us to grow.
I am drinking in that sunshine and reaching my roots out as far as I can.
Nothing and no one will stop me.
A dear friend from the redwoods, Pam, an amazingly spiritual Chilulua woman told me after 2 months of pondering that I am the mole. I can't see quite where my path is going but I have a drive to get there and I will keep digging and digging until I come out on top.
I sometimes forget my own strength and especially getting comfortable in couple-dom I was not paying as much attention to the fierce independent woman inside of me. Now I am finding a balance between the loving supportive girlfriend and the fiercely independent feminist. Both are elements of myself and can live in harmony, I am enjoying finding the balance. I feel the power of the redwoods here with me, their patience and wisdom and unrelenting will to survive.
When I have the money for large tattoos again I have two pieces that need to happen. My shoulder piece and tribute to Frida Kahlo and how she has been a guiding force for me, mexican flowers, a dove, butterflies, and a few thorns.
Secondly, on my thigh:
The Arco Giant.
My favorite tree in the redwoods happened to be less than 2 miles from my house. The Coast Redwood fascinates me because of its utter will to survive. I could go on for hours about the amazing adaptations it has developed over thousands of years. "Sequoia Sempervirens" translates to "One who lives forever" and they really do. They will not give up. The Arco Giant with all of its reiterations (think if you chopped off a finger and stem cells grew a new one) and over 1,200 years of experience in this world. Enchanting.