molting no.2 – april 2024
visiting your bff, a visiting hawk, earthquakes, being hard on yourself, knowing what you can control and what you can’t, etc.
‘Molting’ from DEVOTED CONTEMPLATION is a monthly list of delights, wins, and lessons learned over the past ~30 days––celebrating the natural falling out that occurs as we make space for new growth. This was created in an effort to focus on 1) how many moments of joy we can choose to cherish, 2) how far we have come instead of how far we have to go, and 3) what we can let go of.
Hi loves, as you may have read in my previous share, molting posts are timed with my bleed because this is exactly what my body needs during this time of the month. But lo and behold, my cycle has changed, so here I am, sharing another molting with you not even 2 weeks after the first one, and that’s okay. The Virgo moon in me is writhing and wants my posting schedule to be perfect but life doesn’t work like that, so I’m giving myself a break because I could always use more of that. The energy of the past few days/weeks has felt potent, so enjoy these eclipse-infused reflections! xoxo
delighting in:
Being reunited with your best friend who lives in another city. The first few minutes walking together that feel surreal because hours ago you were on the other side of the country and now you are breathing in the same air, walking down the same street, learning the steps that make up her normal day to day. I wonder what our souls did together in past lives? With Caeli, I think we were two young boys that loved swinging from a rope into a river. She was the more adventurous one that would do back flips and I was the one that would say wait wait! let me make sure it’s tied tight enough, then cannonball in after her.
She’s in the living room, I’m in the bedroom, and we’re talking on the phone making plans for the day because we’re too lazy to get up. Then everything starts shaking and we realize it’s earthquaking in Brooklyn, New York as we are literally on the phone but in different rooms and then I start laughing as I hear her yell from the other room and through the phone “GET IN THE DOORWAY!” All of my California-school earthquake training is nowhere to be found so I follow her frantic orders thinking yah, I guess that’s what we’re supposed to do? Or was it get under a desk? We’re both in the doorways facing each other and then I look at her face and it’s flipping between a furrowed, worried brow and pissing herself laughing. A sacred moment I truly will never forget.
The phenomenal ice-breaker question that is: If someone were to summon you via cauldron, what three ingredients would they have to have? (Credit on this Q goes to Brittany Broski who makes me cackle.) I believe my summoning items would be 1) a fuzzy chunk of moss, 2) a rosemary shortbread cookie, and 3) my mom’s vintage Montblanc pen which has now become the pen of my lifetime. What are yours?! Please comment them, I think these are SO fun.
Some more questions I made for riveting conversation: 1) If you lived in a medieval village, what job would you have? 2) If you could live in any ancient civilization (minus all of the horrendous realities of that time), which one would it be? 3) What’s a word that you love to hear people use in a sentence? 4) If you had to leave the country forever, where would you relocate?
Observing all us humans watch The Great American Eclipse together. Making a work calendar time block that says “Solar Eclipse” and having no questions asked. Giving away my two extra pairs of glasses to strangers that didn’t have any and seeing their faces light up with joy as they finally got to see what everyone was ooh-ing and aah-ing about. I wonder if they were contemplating asking a stranger to look through their glasses just for a second but then holding themselves back as to not be a burden. (Am I projecting? Of course). Regardless, it feels so good to help others even in the smallest of ways. Being generous, sharing, giving––it’s ingrained in our cells as humans and it feels good to tap back into that innate nature.
Leaning into the urge to TEACH after getting the clarity that I want to run a workshop to help people explore their depths of self through writing. It feels vague now but I know more clarity will come as I take action towards it. The written word has healed me again and again––now I’m ready to start sharing and being in these practices with others. The depths are where I thrive and so I will take you there with me in the intimate container that is my workshop. I’ll be sharing more about it on IG but DM me if you’re interested! xo
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