This past saturday the mist in st. john's hung heavy in the air. It covered the sky, making familiar trees unseen. It was eerie yet calming. I felt connected to this mist, as i float between spaces, between binaries, between emotional states. I feel connected to this forest that has brought me continuous solace.
I am (re)learning to trust my intuition in daily movements, in the medical world, in who I share my energy with, in my body and mind. This can be difficult when I am experiencing depression and my thoughts are clouded. But a mist like this feels different than clouds, it is more flowing, not as stagnant, a reminder of the many processes that I am navigating. I am finding acceptance and with this acceptance comes a new confidence in understanding myself even when that self is sad and sick.
I enter this time with a new haircut that feels more like me. While discussing what I wanted @shearblisspdx
said "so you want something harder, more masc but also soft and femme at the same time? Got it." 💙 As a nonbinary queer being, their skills and understanding were so reaffirming and validating. Go see them at Halo Saloon in pdx for cuts and color. Thank you for helping me feel more like myself.