Dear friends,
Every morning, I pull an angel card, a small ritual that feels part comfort, part curiosity, part conversation with something bigger than me. I love the quiet anticipation of turning the card over and seeing what wants to meet me that day. Sometimes the message is “trust” or “play” or “purpose.”
Yesterday’s card was “education,” which stumped me for a few seconds. Education? Really? But almost instantly, I knew exactly why I had pulled it.
I have always been a pretty good student here in Earth school, but the lessons lately have me feeling like I accidentally signed up for an advanced course I have absolutely no business being in. You know that feeling? Being completely in over your head while simultaneously trying to keep showing up with as much grace you can muster?
I’m learning a lot about a lot of things, including where my own capacity edges live. Where there is room to soften and room for rage, too. It’s all healing.
I’m also being reminded of the only prerequisite truly required for Earth school: Self-compassion. Self-compassion. Self-compassion.
The more willing I am to hold myself tenderly while learning what I need to learn, the gentler the journey becomes.
Painting angels and guides over the past twenty years has been one of the deepest ways I’ve integrated my own learning. There are thousands of them now, painted onto paper and canvas, tucked into journals, scribbled onto scraps and even napkins. Little witnesses to all the eras I’ve lived through.
They are loving, wise, and also unwavering in their insistence that I stop repeating the old scripts and stories and try on new ones instead.
I listen to them in the same way I listen to beloved authors and artists and poets and wise friends. In the same way I listen to women I know personally and women I’ve never met whose words or lives have quietly shifted the course of my own.
I think this is part of being human. We gather guidance where we can. We collect breadcrumbs of wisdom. We keep learning. We keep softening. We keep becoming.
Thank you for being on this learning path with me, side by side, gathering meaning as we go. We may be in over our heads sometimes, but we keep showing up anyway, and I love that about us.
