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☀️ Dusting Off My Soul ~ The Beginning

  • dustingoffmysoul
  • Apr 3
  • 2 min read

I was at a time and place in my life… a whole different version of me existed… not the version that you see now, meet now, listen to now.

I couldn’t see the vibrancy that I knew used to be there somewhere underneath that stagnant grey.

A version that felt covered in a thick layer of dust. My home… my life… my family… my soul. I simply couldn’t reach it anymore. Couldn’t see through the dust. Couldn’t see the vibrancy that I knew used to be there somewhere underneath that stagnant grey.


I couldn’t remember who I was anymore, what I was passionate about, what I enjoyed, what I felt like when I was joyous. Something had to give… it had to go one way or the other.


I knew what I wanted… what way I wanted to go… what way I wanted to feel… I had to dust off my soul.


Through all of the practices I found the dusting began. Slowly but surely the colour began to re-emerge. The grey became less grey. The yellow came first… no surprises… the solar plexus… the centre of personal power… the fire in your belly… the self confidence… the self worth… the self esteem… the passion for what you are passionate about.


As the journey dusting off my soul continues I hope to meet you along the way!



☀️ Find out more about me here


☀️ The picture at the top of this page was taken the day the words “dust off my soul” came to me… when you ask your higher self for the answers they always come’. The photo is a mix of what was in my hands at the time and the re-ignition of my love of photography.


Can you relate to this feeling?

  • 0%yes

  • 0%no

  • 0%not honestly sure what you’re going on about!



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