I sense myself changing,
Ebbing and flowing
Like a river,
Smoothing out the rougher patches of my being.
I feel my spirit
Stretching forth and coming through,
Like the hips of a teenager
Making themselves known.
I know what no longer serves me
Because what I’ve outgrown
Is no longer comfortable.
I notice now
The nuances I did not before;
I hear what you’re really saying
Woven slyly among your words,
And I understand
Exactly
And can no longer be fooled
By pretty-winged things
That do not fly.
Aloha,
I’m Nicole
Navigating motherhood, nourishing cooking, backyard gardening and running a small business with my little ohana on Oahu, Hawaii. Follow me as we build a suburban homestead, (try to) bake bread and steadily work towards a grown-at-home hale – all while intentionally raising kiddos and keeping our business growing.
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