Five and Six Years

Yesterday Joey and I celebrated our sixth wedding anniversary. I'd say that I couldn't believe it, that we've been married for six years already but I can. When I look back on my life and where I imagined I'd be at 26 years old, I imagined this life, not in it's entirety. The details are a bit different and the circumstances leading us here may have been ones I never had expected.

It's different but all familiar.

People were worried, about us getting married so young. That we'd grow apart during our twenties. That when we "found ourselves" we'd be finding our selves going two separate ways. I don't know how it happened, but we are more in love now. Actually, that's a lie. I do know how it happened. We were aware and took the time to get to know each other. That no matter what life we were leading when we started dating, that the core of ourselves, of each other, they were just magnetic. No matter what beliefs we may carry or ideas we may dream up, we just knew, that this was the person we were meant to live this lifetime out with. ​

And yesterday, the day of our sixth wedding anniversary, the wind that was present on that very day, April 7, 2007, it found us again. It enveloped and wrapped us up in it's comfort as we partied for Leena for her fifth birthday.​

Our little Leena is now a "kid." Full blown, bike falling, knee scraping kid. As I watched her take a tumble off her new "big kid" bike yesterday, after her party, wearing her poofy, pink dress that she picked out herself, I couldn't help but reflect. Reflect on this little one that made me a momma. Where I learned all about her firey Aries personality and still sweet demeanor. ​How five years ago, teaching this soul how to ride a bike was the last thing on my mind. My daddy's girl and beautiful big sister. This one is medicine to the world.

Today we celebrate. Again.​

Only love,​

Katelyn

The Art of Holding Space

A dear friend of mine, teacher and mentor sits tonight. Sits tonight with grief and sorrow. Sits tonight with defamation of character at the hands of malicious intent. I know her heart and her soul. And you all, it's gorgeous and filled with the most beautiful golden light. She emanates this high buzzing energy. But mainly, she exudes love. Ooey gooey love. My heart is heavy for her tonight.

Tonight she bleeds out little Eve, her 11th little soul baby that has briefly existed in this earthly realm through the comforts of her womb. Tonight her soul weeps for loss and aches for answers.

When you can't hold someone physically, you can be mindful and intentional about holding them in your heart and soul. Holding space for them. Today, in the crisp, not too sure if it's winter or spring air, I held. I held close and tight. Laura Em, I hope you felt it.

I gathered thirteen quartz points. Two large. Laura Em and Tyler. Eleven small. Each soul baby. Eve included. With written intentions and prayers infusing the space, I dug my hands in the dirt. I buried the crystals. The large ones side by side with prayers on top. Moist dirt holding it close in the earth. One by one I buried the last eleven. Spiraling around. Holding momma and daddy within their womb from the spiritual realm.

Adorned with calendula petals, lavender buds, snail shells Leena collected and wild flowers she picked, then topped with deep purple berries, the spiral was complete.

On a hill by our future garden, you are held.

In my heart and my soul, you are held.

Sometimes space holding comes in the form of moist earth under fingernails and sea salt caramels bubbling away on the stove.

And I promise. All dirt was removed from underneath my fingernails before creating caramels.

Only Love.

Katelyn

Speak with Love.

The start of semi regular vlogging to come. I thought I needed to do it in daylight, video it outside but you know what? I just needed to do it.  It didn't have to be a perfect setting. I'm embracing following my heart, with whatever it leads me to. And tonight, it led me here. 

Peace and Love.

Katelyn