You are not all here for water, are you?

I get it. You say, "whats her deal with this water thing"? with a perplexed but genuniely curious tone

The amount of times I have been asked this question is the same amount of times I have listened to Drake's Take Care album.

Infinite.

My spirtual awakening happened when I was 25 and that's where I discovered my devoted connection to the element. I have since grounded down from that whirlwind of a sandstorm, however, what I did get from the constant trauma enraveling it is that, you can not be boxed.

And as water does, it seeps in to the cracks of any which part of you, discovering new narrow openings of yourself to unvail, to cleanse

So yes, call me water consumed. But it was more than just the start of self healing journey that brought me here

It was the hours upon hours spent in the pool, as a mermaid would, being the first in and the last out. Obsessing over the ability that I could float in this cosm of anti gravitity whilst contorting my body in ways I could never on land

It was the obsecure confidence I had as a child in the ocean, where I would swim so far out, that not even the lifeguards could see my tiny self to call me back. Trusting what mysteries would unfold in that water

Looking back, I have always been the child that could not be boxed. Quite literally, I moved over 4 times, 4 different middle schools. Constantly making new friend groups, reinventing myself. Unboxing myself was a matter of survival

My siblings were all soccer stars. But has for me? No, thank you. I would not be boxed in that category. Instead, I would do any other sport. Field hockey, running, gymnastics. Basically finding anything that was different from what my family did

My brain did not know what it had store for me, operating in this malleable way. It would further encapsulate my desire to flow in my own distinct way.

& I am still on my way

This was my first blog post on my site. I had no direction in what I wanted to write about. Just allowed my fingers to slide across the keyboard, thoughts to words.

My intention of these journal postings arent all personal and all about me, me, me. I know I'm Leo but my Cancer runs deeper and thicker.

Look out for more musings on... well, anything I decide to share my thoughts on.

I promise I'll keep it concise, spicy, well versed and meaningful.

Thank you for being here with me, darlings

Love you oceans,

Dyna