11/08/2026
You are allowed not to have language for this chapter of your life. Or the next. Or feel uncertain about where you are going.
You are allowed to still be suspended between worlds. Itβs ok to feel that the steady ground beneath you is a deep void without end.
You are allowed to sift through the dark soil and try to find the roots. Itβs ok if you cannot reach them right now.
You are allowed not to have a name for yourself. It might be that you are traveling the liminal space of unbecoming.
You are allowed to take time off. And just gaze at the celestial bodies without a goal in mind.
You are allowed to just be. No need to do. No need to give. No need to make better. Just be.
You are allowed not to know how to just be. Perhaps all your life you only knew how to give. That is often a disguise.
You are allowed to stand still. Not move. Not make plans. Not seek.
You are allowed to just breathe. Not focus on healing. Not focus on what this world needs.
You are allowed to feel that you are falling over the edge of the earth. The earth is round. So you canβt fall off. :)
It is enough that you hug a tree. Smell a flower. Ground your feet into the soil where you are and exhale deeply.
Itβs ok to feel that all that you built it is crumbling. This is a time of renewal. Stay with what is unfolding.
Your life is not falling apart. It is being reconfigured. Reconstructed. ............................................
Reflection by for the Womanβs Soul
Corina Andronache
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