Entering July in Jubilee
Dear Sunshine,
July enters like a golden bell inside the spirit.
Soft, certain, and unbothered.
It does not ask me to perform my healing. It does not ask me to explain how I survived the weather. It simply opens the door and says, beloved, come in differently this time.
So I am.
I am entering July in jubilee.
Not because everything is perfect, but because I am still here with breath in my chest, honey in my mouth, fire in my bones, and a spirit too luminous to become obsolete.
This month, I am choosing optimism with discernment. Joy with depth. Softness with standards. Grace with a little sass tucked under the tongue.
Because healing does not require me to become bland.
I can be sacred and sharp.
Tender and unequivocal.
Mystical and practical.
Ethereal and fully human.
July is calling me into a wealth that lives in the whole body.
Wealth in the mind, where my thoughts become kinder and more expansive.
Wealth in the body, where rest becomes a birthright and pleasure returns without shame.
Wealth in the soul, where old grief is no longer invited to decorate every room.
Wealth in the spirit, where God, ancestors, ocean, fire, and breath gather around my becoming and say, yes, now rise from here.
This is the month where I refuse diminishment in all its clever costumes.
I will not call exhaustion devotion.
I will not call lack a lesson forever.
I will not call silence peace when my spirit is asking for song.
July, find me receptive.
Find me restored.
Find me paid.
Find me loved correctly, or left in divine peace.
Find me writing from the altar, walking with clean discernment, laughing from the belly, and remembering that my becoming was never meant to be timid.
May this month meet us in our fullness.
May July bring sweetness without confusion, opportunity without depletion, intimacy without abandonment, and abundance without apology.
May we become vibrantly wealthy in mind, body, soul, and spirit.
May we remember that optimism is not naïve when it has survived the storm.
It is wisdom dressed in light.
And this month, we are dressed for the blessing.
With Warmth,
Sherley
