Hi friend,
I’m so glad you’re here!
I’m laying here propped up and cosy under my weighted blanket on the couch to write the ‘From Where She Blooms’ prologue (and let me tell you my 12th house cancer moon and HD caves environment is over the moon about it).
After a false start with Substack a while back, it was the experience of reading and listening to my beautiful friend Kate and her first stack (read here - she’s a dream) that I felt an invitation to return.
I wasn’t about to be hasty or impulsive, no no. I jumped on my emotional wave and rode it out landing right here writing to you.
Words have been a way of healing for me for many years. Before I knew it I'd written enough poetry to almost convince myself to ' finish it off’ and publish it as a book.
Sure I could have done exactly that, but it made the process go from a creative act to an admin task which felt so gross to me.
I wanted to share the words, the musings of my heart and mind - I did.
I just wasn’t willing to place them in spaces that would have them reduced to something insignificant, I wanted the ripples of these words to live on, to sink deep into the cells of those reading and remind them of the sacredness that lives within.
Substack feels like that safe place.
Much of what I will share with you, in the beginning especially, is a reflection of words already written. Many of these musings come from times of pain and are the very words that got me through - these are the words from where I bloomed.
While we’ll journey to places deep below the surface know that in the mix will always be my stupid sense of humour, light-heartedness, crazy stories, maybe my fave playlist or recipe.
It is my intention for this to be a safe and fertile ground blooming with personal essays, musings and explorations of sacred sensitivity, intuitive whispers, human design deliciousness and all that lies between.
So I Invite you to join me on what I trust will be a delicious adventure, I am looking forward to connecting with you so much!
Adore you always, in all ways.
Chloe.x