(1/6) It is evening and I install with great love a crystal in front of our window in Iceland, calling in the light for this special night. Soon, it begins to rain as the sun continues to shine, and I feel the good omen in it—a golden fall of luminous light and water—and I thank the Universe for her sweet response. The perfect memory of a magical journey to keep with me.
I walk from window to window to take it all in, to soak in these days of wonder, and then—a thunderous bolt through my heart. Right there, in our front yard, double rainbows 🌈🌈 sprout and beam up into the sky. I scream in wild delight, calling all my sisters to run out with me in the rain. And like birds of a feather, we fly outside, running, delighting, dancing, exploding with the kind of joy that heals.
Golden light falls on our necks, our bare shoulders, our rain-kissed backs, our cheek-to-cheek smiles. Our souls are alight. There is no end or beginning no boundary no difference—this is light that is light you are light I am light we are light we are we are we are. How did we ever forget ?
This is the #icelandxluminous
women's journey in which we come home to our luminous light. #whp🌈