My day began in stillness, with a prayer and offering to the divine feminine. As the sun rose, I arranged flower vases, prepared sweets, and immersed myself in the ritual. There was a quiet fulfillment in each gesture, a sense of humbleness, grace, and upliftment that wrapped around me like morning light. These moments remind me that reverence isn’t just in the prayer itself, but in the intention behind it. And today, that intention was pure.
Afterward, I stepped into the rhythm of the day, my morning walk, a few errands, and some admin tasks that needed attention. But even in the movement, there was clarity. I felt anchored.
Later, I turned my focus to something close to my heart: my photography. I began crafting a new sales campaign, driven by a mission to share my work with the world, not just as images, but as stories from my lens and soul. Each shot holds a piece of me, and this campaign is my way of inviting others into that space.
And then came a moment that felt like a quiet celebration, the first delivery of sample products from a South African supplier. Canvas prints and fridge magnets, tangible pieces of my vision, beautifully brought to life. I was overjoyed. Seeing my work in this new form gave me a deep sense of gratitude. I’m learning, growing, and stepping into something I’ve never done before. And that, in itself, is a triumph.
As evening approached, I prepared for temple service, a space of reverence for the divine mother energy. It’s a place I return to for comfort, healing, and grace. The vibration there resonates deeply, reminding me that I am held, accepted, and guided.
Today was auspicious. Sacred. Creative. And I embraced every minute of it.
~Nerusha
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