The ferns are ready for the great unfurling. They extend their leaves up and almost fully out- a tiny curl remains. They help me unwind from my workweek.
This great unfurling, this is the uncurling of what was once so tightly bound. A bundle of fern and fur spiraled upon itself, made for enduring that which is ever changing.
Eventually, with or without warm weather, we all must surrender. Do you long to unfurl your leaves, stretch your limbs, reach for the sun? Are you ready to catch wind in your sails?
I am fortunate to have witnessed the last of the tiny spirals unfolding after the spring rain. It is a glimpse of the last great green yawning. A reminder of what is awakening around and within me.
It is the spring of new beginnings. There are openings in my schedule to see new clients. I invite you to visit my sanctuary/ office. It is a place for coming home to your body. I am a guide. I am here to support your unfurling and spiraling into the unknown. Please send me your dear ones and anyone needing some extra support right now.