Leaning Into Love...

 

Fairy (2022)  Hele Flora

𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝐼 𝑔𝑜,

𝐼 𝑔𝑜 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝒸.

𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼’𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒,

𝐼’𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝑜𝓃𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼’𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝒾𝓉 𝒷𝓎 𝒾𝓉.

𝐼’𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃.

𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒.

This week has gently reminded me to trust my heart – again – and lean more fully into love. Perhaps that’s what the creative process has always been about: surrendering. Trusting enough to follow the thread of what you feel, what you long to express, what you dare to share.

Creation is a heart-wide-open act. It demands presence. It invites courage. You begin from the crown, but the path always leads downward – into the roots. It invites you deep into the marrow, the source. Into what is most honest, most unguarded. Into your essence. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑜, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝑜 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃…

 

How are you today?

How are you, truly?

How is your heart? What does it say beneath the layers?

What is the song it is singing right now?

Have you taken time for solitude, for your own quiet unfolding, for creation?

What, lately, has stirred something real in you? What has inspired you?

𝐼𝓉’𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝓅𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁…

 

This morning, I sat in the forest, pen in hand. And as the hush of dawn settled around me, something simple and profound unfolded. That everything, in this moment, is as it should be. That perfection lives in the unpolished now – if only we’re willing to see it.

When you trust that you are exactly where you need to be, something shifts. The heart softens. Life becomes less something to chase and more something to taste. You begin to savour it – its textures, its light, its many unspoken colours and languages. You learn to listen to its stories with a wise and vigilant ear.

And nature responds. It meets you there. When we attune to that stillness, to that trust, we step into alignment – with ourselves, with the divine. And in that alignment, life meets us gently and generously. Blooming, we begin to see, was never a race or a competition. It is a ritual. An offering. A remembering of who we are. It yearns to teach us how to celebrate what is without fragmenting it into pieces, into blacks and whites. 𝐼𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓊𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁.

Leaning into love invites sincerity – the kind that strips away absolutes. Right and wrong, black and white, begin to blur. What’s left is a vast ocean of possibility. Countless paths. And the quiet truth that we can choose. In the moments when we become willing – truly willing – to look at what holds us back, our inner barriers and restrictions reveal themselves. In that revelation lies choice: to suppress or to embrace. To resist, or to open your arms and welcome whatever you reside. The true way is loving everything.  

It’s about daring to have belief and trust first.

Because love is a bridge.

And you must build it first.

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May peace be with you.

♡  Hele