I received a lot of love regarding my spiritual coming out post last week. For those of you who took the time to write, thank you. It meant a lot. A lot, a lot.
I’ve received a lot of questions about books that I’ve been reading (so many!), and healers/teachers/intuitives/etc I’ve been connecting with along my journey these last two years. I have so much to tell you and will share a bit of my experiences along the way, so stay tuned. But really I just want to say thank you for being with me, for being kindreds on this path, and for seeing it for what it is: an awakening. I have never felt so peaced and blissed out. So good. I also know that it’s not always this way, and so I’m savoring.
In related news, we had a lovely family weekend of birthday celebrations, Mother’s Day celebrations, and awesome weather. This gorgeous child of ours kills me with his vibrant, silly, thoughtful self. I often think how our children choose us, how we’ve likely traveled together many times before, how we are one another’s teachers – totally equal spiritual beings, but us parents having a bit more life experience. True teaches me, daily, to be gentle, loving, patient. He teaches me to unlearn all the rules I’ve placed on myself. He teaches me to remember the version of myself that is like him: pure, closer to truth, unburdened. And I, hopefully, teach him all that I’ve learned since before he arrived, and after. In so many ways, we grow up together. Love.
The other day John and I were sitting on the front porch, watching True play with the neighborhood kids. Willie Nelson was playing in the house, windows open so we could hear it. Between all the neighborhood sounds (kids, mowers, bikes, etc) and the breeze and the sound of the birds, I thought (and then said out loud), “This is it. We’re in it. This is what I’ll remember. When I thought of what I hoped it would be like to have a family, this is it. I can’t believe we made it here.” And it’s true. Like most people, we’ve fought hard to get here. And it seems wrong not to take it all in, every single day, moment by moment, and just be really present to it.
I was voted most likely to wear stripes with plaids in high school, which makes me chuckle that I’m now leading The Wear Your Joy Project ecourse more than 20 years later. The universe has a major sense of humor, I think. Today was the first day of our 30 day practice and I wore patched up jeans to celebrate. For those of you who would like to join us, you can sign up anytime. You’ll get your first lesson via email as soon as you register, and then an email per day everyday for 30 days of the practice. All of the details are here.
Hi, I'm Kelly Rae Roberts!
Before I picked up my first paintbrush at the age of 30, I was a medical social worker. I followed my whispers and started playing with paint and everything changed.
Now I’m a full-time artist, author and Possibilitarian, who helps women explore and nourish their creative souls.
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