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A little spring cleaning here in the Den. I sent these fuzzies through the wash in order to give them away, and seeing them drying in all their vulnerable glory has me thinking of Easter and my own recovery and rebirth.

On the path of ascension it is imperative that we allow our shit to fall apart from time to time, in order to be rebuilt. Trying to keep it all together, telling ourselves we fail if we fall apart, that it’s wrong or bad, essentially just slows us down.

We all need to stay functional in the world, but we don’t have to be functional 100% of the time. We need to break down to break through.

Be willing to let go of the “I’ve got my shit together” persona. Get messy.

Trust that if you allow yourself *time* to be engulfed in overwhelm, you will actually move through it more quickly, and return to a higher level of functionality. Slow down to take off.

Shit dies. Stuff changes. Change is what it’s all about. And change is uncomfortable. Allow yourself to do it in an empowered way. Feel those feels, peeps. Happy Easter.