Lucky 33. oh boy….
I choose to burn my good candles
On a Tuesday at noon
I choose to use the expensive lotion
The one I keep tucked safe up on the counter
Not ration any of my most cherished belongings
Because I am worth investing in—right now
I choose to wear that thing
The one I told myself I would slip on
When I looked a certain way?
I choose to love my body
This vessel I have been given
And her seasons as they shift
I give myself permission to change
And keep changing
For I understand
There is an underlying truth when it comes
To becoming—it doesn’t have to mirror anyone else
I choose to let go
Really let go
Of the heavy
Of the half-hearted
No more forcing connection
Where it no longer lives
I choose to nourish
What’s willing to grow
I choose to be grateful
For the teachings of my yesterday
I honor my wholeness
When I honor my whole story—even the shaky parts
I choose to step forward
Two feet grounded
To the all-is-possible
DANIELLE DOBY, I am her Tribe
I’m not a superstitious person by nature. I don’t mind stepping on cracks, opening umbrellas indoors, or watching a black cat cross the road.
But a lucky number? I always have loved 3. In fact, the more 3’s you add, the luckier it becomes to me. So, turning 33 has been so FUN! I am thrilled to live a year in the 3’s.
The other day, a mysterious package arrived on my doorstep, a package with a book, I Am Her Tribe.
I flipped through the first pages, and emotion caught in my throat. Immediately, I knew who had sent the package. Only one person understands my fascination with words and meanings and the magic of growing and becoming. Only one person understands who I get lost in language about the feminine or connecting with earth or a higher power in connection with our earthly existence.
Thanks, Carrie. This book has become my food lately; I’m devouring it. The fact you found this and KNEW I would love it shows how well you know me and that you love me. And, I love you right back!
Words can hold magic—just look at a few of these AMAZING words by Danielle Doby:
I could have made visuals for every single page of her book. Guys, I loved it.
Year 33– I’ve got big plans for you. I will not stop trying, changing, and finding my way through motherhood, marriage, writing, and my many, many other goals. So here’s to new places and faces, to new growth. 33, I’ve decided to make you the luckiest year YET.