My Sagittarian Heart
Maybe my Sagittarian heart is to blame, but I simply refuse to embrace mediocrity.
I’ll set limitations aflame before I accept anything less than expansion. I have. And I do - every single day, I am lifted out of bed by this fire I feel burning within, wielding power with each conscious breath I inhale, and inviting open air into areas previously fraught with destruction as I focus and release each exhale.
As I have learned how to witness emotions moving through me rather than allowing them to consume me, I have surrendered to this ebb and flow - guided by the ball of fire wielded by no one’s bow but my own. The element of fire has characterized my path in ways that have manifested more beautifully in real life than any eloquent, masterful poet could scribe.
See... fire, to me, used to look a whole lot like fear. I couldn’t see past its incineration and would run in the opposite direction at the first hint of a flicker. But now, I have learned to respect its power and follow its lead. And in this dance and leaps of faith, I have found scraps of joy, tracing the steps I had forgotten that have since led me back to myself.
Happy new moon in Sagittarius, loves. Learn her lesson: Set free your untamed parts - this version of you brings warmth to the world. Don’t forget it. 🌑🔥♥️♐️