For the 30+ years of empowerment work I have amassed in these adventures, there are many days where I still succ**b to feelings of powerlessness.
I let the little thing get to me.
Some detail is missed, a mistake made.
I forget to embrace the beauty of this present moment.
Love does not always rule when I get distracted.
Becoming an agent of change there is a forging process, like working metal with fire. There are some serious dings and dents, stretching and heating up moments to work with difficult material.
Today my alchemy is breathing, drinking water, caring for myself, taking time to absorb as many of you as I can in the next few days. Exploring as many of your evokations as I can.
My name has been Evo because my dad saw a woman named Evonne that ruled tennis with an iron fist. I suck at tennis but slammed well in volleyball. Now contemplating aikido as a martial art and practice to strengthen my core and defensive skills.
How do you break through your walls? When the ghosts and goblins and succubi come after you what does your refuge look like?