Just like the autumn leaves, I change, I let go, and I move on. This is the soul of my season. This is the season of my Soul.

As I learn to find solace in that rock bottom, I am finding the beauty—how my heart feels, how my mind overthinks, how my Soul refuses to be tempered. In the spirit of love and forgiveness, I am also learning to reclaim my power back. Just looking at the beauty of that deep valley in my mind, I know this place serves a purpose.

And so you show up into the world with your head held high and say: “You’ve seen my descent. Now watch my rising” (Rumi).