Tuesday, 25 September 2012

fog, warm beds and letting go

The days are shorter and the mornings have that calm promise of fog and soft rain that makes me light candles with my morning coffee and the dogs to come right back to their warm beds. I've been making soup almost every day for the past two weeks while thinking and feeling and letting go and making some big life changing choices that have made my heart feel both light and empty at the same time. 

A new beginning and the end of a long struggle.