90 Days

I Am That I Am and I Am 

Love

Today marks the end of my 90 day ritual, the end of a three month journey home to Self.  A ritual that was prescribed for me back in June to address a particular set of obstacles.

When I began this journey I picked an arbitrary day.  All I knew is that it was beyond time to start it. I could feel the energy of it tugging at my soul, begging me to begin.

I began it on a Monday and it wasn’t until after that I did the math.

45 days brought me to December 31st ~ New Years Eve

90 days…February 14th ~ Valentines Day

A Ritual of Love and Devotion to Self  ( little did I know! )

90 days of kneeling before my altars at the exact same time every morning lest I have to start over

90 days of shaking my rattles and making offerings

90 days of prayer and surrender

90 days of tears, sorrow, joy, and laughter

90 days of diving deep into old wounds and…

90 days of cracking old stories

90 days of deep determination and commitment to follow through

90 days of undeniable transformation of my relationship to mySelf

90 days of Love

90 days….I don’t think I’ve ever dedicated 90 days to anything, let alone myself.

A gift that is still giving, still unfolding.  I have much to integrate and many stories yet to tell.

I just wanted to take a minute to honor what feels less like a completion and more like a magnificent new beginning.

Ashe