Dear 2016,
You’ve been deep to say the least. You held our hands and intentionally walked us down a path of experiencing our core nature. Like the sun breaking through the clouds, you cracked through our rough and tough exteriors from the inside out, showing us what being human is really all about. Some got to experience love and emotion in the most beautiful and unexpected of ways, awakening long forgotten warmth that had been hibernating through a long winter of darkness. Many feel that you have dished them a heavy helping of loss that they once dreamed unfathomable or never considered would be a part of their lives. With the constant pulse of nature, you’ve given and taken, pushed and pulled, and revealed the light and dark that is the truth of life. As for me, I’m immeasurably grateful for your honest and outright raw authenticity. Without hesitation, you exposed me to my mortal state of existence so that I might hold in my heart the priority of truly living each moment to its fullest. By threatening what I hold most dear, you showed me the importance of releasing control, sacrifice, and compromise. The relentless force of this experience revealed my unknown power and required that I exercise my voice that I had muffled for as long as I can remember. Right on queue, you dispatched the necessary characters who said exactly what I needed to hear, even when I didn’t want to hear it. With your help, I shifted massively toward acceptance and learned to flow with life rather than straining upstream. Although I will forever be reaching and climbing for the stars, you have graced my pallet with some sweet and savory flavors. I’ve nibbled at the nectar of prosperity, tasted the bittersweet of the quickening of time, savored the sweetness of loves commitment, begun learning the recipe for self love, integrated allowing my spicy self expression to grace my own lips, and to breathe in all of the aromas that life has to offer so that they can all be experienced to their fullest. With your medicine 2016, I have achieved the understanding and value of truly dancing…rain or shine, happy or sad, ease or strain. I am grateful for every little moment and I will carry these lessons and realizations with me evermore. From this point forward, I promise to channel this energy into all of the action and movement I can muster. All my love and gratitude, Whitney Wilda To my readers! Please join me on this journey as I embrace living each moment to my fullest ability and pouring my heART and soul into my creations and interactions with other human spirits. I know that it’s not an arbitrary period of time that I have to thank for all of my growth and learning that has occurred during this thing we call “2016,” but rather each person who has been a part of my experience and the mysterious forces behind it all. Call it the universe, god, spirit, intuition, or whatever you’d like….I prefer to call it life. Thanks for sharing mine with me. <3
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Oh yes. 2016 was definitely a year for breathing through the labor pains. Honestly, so happy 2017 has come...even though it signifies nothing other than the inevitable passage of time, it feels like we (collectively) have lightened the load as we crossed the threshold. So looking forward to this new year and all it's beauty!
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AuthorI am so many things...a mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend, and neighbor. I am a photographer, a birth doula, and an intuitive guidance coach. I am a consumer and an entreprenuer. I am a heARTIST creating visions of love and beauty through words, photographs, and heartfelt interactions and life experiences. I am a helper, an advocate for our most precious resource (our children), a supportive heart radiating, a woman who is teaching while she still attending the school of life and learning everyday. I feel...I cry, I smile, I yell, I laugh, I fear, I dance, I hide, I share, I shine so brightly...all in the many breaths of my days. I am a simply complex human being always seeking to live a life based in love and following my heART and soul's desire for expression and celebration. The moments when I recognize the miracle that is existing, breathing, and being surrounded by so many spirits and experiences to love and be grateful for are the ones I hold dear. Archives
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