I woke and wiggled in my sheets. They were freshly washed and before my eyes opened I was met with the softness and newness of the clean sheets. I slid my leg between the sheets and sank into the sensation. I could hear that it was snowing, there is a muted sound when snow is falling and I was excited to see how much we had gotten.
I slipped from bed and walked barefoot and naked to the bathroom. I slid on my robe, wrapped it tight around my body and peaked out the window. A blanket of white now lay where grass has been the day before. Snow still swirled in the sky and fell thick on the earth.
As I stepped out the door, to start shoveling, I placed my earbuds into my ears and pushed play on my favorite folk playlist. I stepped off from the top step of my front door and realized quickly that we had gotten more snow than I originally thought. As I sank into the snow, up above my knees, I sank into myself. I sank into my divine feminine energy that I had been working so hard to embrace again. I had met her in the shower, in the kitchen dancing, on my runs, in my bath and in my bed,however I didn’t expect to meet her in the snow, yet there she was. As a single mom, responsible for the snow removal, I knew that I had a fair amount of shoveling ahead of me. Much like the strength card in the tarot deck I felt the fierceness of my power and the gentleness of her also. I felt the divine feminine flowy, juicy, sensual energy while also feeling my strong, powerful, physical strength as I shoveled snow. After an hour and a half of shoveling I felt tired and also empowered. With a happy heart I went inside to warm up.
The snow continued to fall in large flakes at what felt like a relentless pace. I worked at my desk with a cup of coffee, watching the snowfall and enjoying the energy. When I went out for the second round of shoveling I realized that this was truly when I was going to access my inner goddess and my divine feminine. Another foot of snow had fallen and I found myself shoveling the same areas all over again. Earlier in the day I felt strong and powerful which didn’t compare to how I felt now. Now I felt tired from already shoveling and from working, and the thought of having to shovel all over again felt slightly daunting. As I started the process all over again it became clear that this was truly when I was going to feel my divine feminine and inner goddess. It is in moments of weakness and fatigue that the power of these energies really become clear. After about the 10th shovel full of snow a calmness and deep sense of power came over me. I am not the victim; I am a strong, powerful and very capable woman. As that energy flowed freely through me I found myself enjoying the task again, and finding the joy in being outside in nature, using my body, and standing in my power.
