Grief Within, Grieving Out

It is year 2025. I have made it. So many changes. So many journeys. So many wins, and so many losses. Many births and many deaths. So many fears, and so much courage has brought us to this moment. 

So many times, I've stared out into nature and wondered do they, the trees, the flowers, the weeds in between wish to be noticed? To be seen dying, to be seen blossoming, to be seen struggling, to witnessed with such beauty, such resilience, such devotion, to be alone, to be amongst so many others., perhaps grieving what once was.... I have always wondered. Nature, what a teacher, what a friend, what a healing center, what a universe, where we had dedicated so much time and energy to figure out. We have destroyed her ecosystems, their autonomy, their neighbors, their dependents, their familiar and natural partners that helped thrived and kept balanced. We have changed her landscaped, her beauty, her deranged will to grow regardless of who witnesses and who takes her as a home.  

She became an extraction, a neglected resource, a mess in the way. how cruel do we treat her, or lack thereof.

However, my mind wanders to question does she grieve? Does nature, her losses, her raptures, her births, when one tree stands all alone, when the jungle loses one of its inhabitants, when the soil is depleted, when a bird goes extinct, when a tiny snail disappears, when her waters become contaminated, her air clogged-does she not weep and rage?

Grieving within is a not a mystery, it is all around us, in our hearts, in our stomachs, our communities, in our ancestors, in our plants, in our soil, in our clouds, in our roots.  She grieves, I grieve, maybe you too have grief. 

Remember nobody gifts one thorns, what good are they. 🌹🌹🌹🌹

Today, I want to release our grief, my grief. I want to release what no longer serves me, my body, My ancestral relations- we must let go! I am grieving in my womb, I am grieving within my soul, I am grieving within my hips, my feet, my heart. I want to relax my shoulders, I want to feel light, I want to walk with pleasure, I want to relax the tension within my blood that pumps through my body. I want to feel a soft, lushful pulse, I want to feel the gentle cool breeze, I want to feel the warmth of the almighty sun, I want to touch the velvety leaves and smell the rich sweet blossoms. I want to embrace her strength, her beauty, her persistence to the many changes she is asked or forced to go through. I want to sit with her and hold her. I want to look into areas of each corner, I want to inspect her universes, I want to navigate the homes creatures have rooted in her. The many spaces and places she offers, not just for you and me, but the beings we share this time with, the space between the ground and the stars with.

I want us to grieve together. I want us to grieve with each other and witness us, all of us. We do not stand alone, we do not birth alone, we do not die alone. I want us to be tender, to be vulnerable, to be fierce, and defiant. I want you to come play with me, to run with me, to dance with me. I want us to remember. I want us to recall the most precious of times here and forward. I see greatness in me, greatness in what could be. Holding us together in such gentle and warmth, such pleasure, such safety, where dreams become portals for our eyes to see, where we believe. 

I send you sweet kisses, nudges of comfort, embraces that fill you, smiles that evoke you, caresses that melt you. May you be touched beyond spirit, beyond this lifetime, and through it. May our nature recall us home, may her nature elicit a transformation, a revelation, an evocation towards more magic. May nature call and remind us, nothing gets done well in loneliness, but in the community. May her voice, her sounds, her hums reach you, reach me. These are exciting times, remember it is not me, it is we!

Con mucho amor y communidad,

Kaeyla

Power.in.Her.Flower 💝🌹🌻