The Girl Who Once Ran Barefoot on the Earth

I’m remembering her. The girl who once ran barefoot on the earth, who believed in magic and dreams and wildness.

The one who didn’t shrink herself to fit spaces that couldn’t hold her light. The one who spoke her truth and who trusted the universe to catch her always.

She is becoming louder as i shed the layers of this cage, of the weight of the world. She has gently been waiting for me to remember.

So I’m moving differently now for her. Slower. Softer..

I’m writing again with her presence, listening to the music that made her soul sing. I’m holding her favourite crystals to my heart ... walking by the ocean, letting the waves remind me how she flowed. I’m surrounding myself with energy that lifts, with people who see me as I am.

Because when i do ... I feel her presence in the spaces between breaths. She was never lost, just waiting patiently for me to come home to myself.

And this time, I will honor her 💎🧚‍♀️👑

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