Chaos with Cait

I sip the thought of you like a heated beverage, burning, but necessary.

Hold on, love the light is slower than the darkness, but it never forgets its way back to you. Every shadow you survived is proof that you were glowing even when you couldn’t see it. Your sunrise is coming not because you chased it, but because you were patient. Keep breathing. Keep hoping. Because the light is already on its way home to you.

I kiss the air and imagine that the wind carries it to someone, somewhere who is aching too.

I stopped asking what would happen next and the air suddenly felt lighter. I started believing in my own steps. I started making decisions that felt good for me. I stopped worrying about what’s to come next, and started enjoying the very things that were present in front of me. From here, I laughed a little louder. And I recognized that my own mind was the one who was holding me captive. So I breathed a little more frequently, and learned to talk to myself quite gently. I rer

I am allowed to change, just like the seasons. So I am choosing to rewrite myself in sunlight. I am choosing to let go of all that I cannot control. I will be frolicking with whimsy again.

I didn’t know that healing could laugh until I heard it in my own voice. What a journey life has been. And still here I stand, with seasons now changed finally, ready to begin again.

A better world is coming. A world filled with love and acceptance. Wonder and imagination will run freely. Individuality is to be praised. So bring your rain and thunder, and let us dance our way through this change.