I put an audiobook on, brewed coffee then I dyed.
Boiling a large pot of water with onion skins.
Sinking in, one by one, bundles of Navy t-shirts full of leaves, and rusted bits.
And of course all the things I want to let go of. Metaphorically.
String bound bundles. Taking a plunge into hot waters.
Transforming you… in all the uncontrollable ways life does.
Unbound. Unwinding. Deep breathing.
Everything has changed inside of me. I am Stained.
I am Unraveled.
P.s. *Im not talking about the bundles anymore.*
(Taking processes learned from Erin Faith Allen at Call of the Wild Soul, Ghost Ranch and exploring them more deeply during the quite moments to myself.)