Glimpses of a different future.

A me I never thought existed.

I resisted. Until now.

Visiting my mom, driving alone, loss, yoga, healing, an urban shaman.

I made my first altar today. I don’t know why it took me so long.

Sand flat salt, old photos, candles, my wedding ring, a necklace, dried rose petals four years old.

I can’t find the words to explain. I don’t want to ruin it. I’m not sure you’ll understand. I’m not sure I understand. Yet.

Change is hard. Change is worthwhile. Change takes courage.

We are more powerful than we give ourselves credit. Give that voice a chance. Follow it.

I always thought altars were reserved for the highly religious. Today I made one for my yoga practice. It brought me great peace and focus.

In the middle of my practice, I was drawn outside by the moving clouds. Alone I walked through the most glorious fall evening I have ever witnessed. It’s not even Thursday and I’m grateful for life, grateful for change.

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11 thoughts on “Changing

  1. kingmidget says:

    Whatever the meaning … best thing you’ve posted since I’ve started following your blog.

    • oliviaobryon says:

      Thanks, that means a lot, it somehow felt very vulnerable posting that– I almost deleted it. 🙂

      • kingmidget says:

        It’s probably the vulnerability that makes it so good … as well as the questions it raises. Hope you make the changes you need to make. I know I’m still struggling with mine.

  2. Change…never easy, but so worthwhile. Isn’t funny when you finally get around to doing it you look back and wonder why you waited? What you were afraid of?

  3. Kozo says:

    I’m wondering if the alter created the “most glorious fall evening.” I applaud your gratitude for change. You go, Olivia.

  4. I love how organic your journey is. Beautiful. Thanks for sharing. You are a gift to the universe. Never forget that.

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