reflection

“What We Carry, What We Lay Down” (Weekly Wrap-Up)

Posted on by Kerri Elizabeth

 “Growth doesn’t erase the ache, it gives it a softer place to land.”

This week has revealed what many endure quietly: fractured families, mismatched energies, financial strain, the weight of expectation, the longing for peace. And yet through every truth runs a single thread, your right to honor yourself while still holding compassion for others. No one gets through life untouched by heartache. But you can choose to grow through it instead of shrinking beneath it.

Growth doesn’t mean you don’t cry. It doesn’t mean you don’t wish things were different. It simply means you refuse to define yourself by what fractured. You’ve learned to breathe where others collapse, to step back without shame, to love without needing a seat at every table. You’re not avoiding life, you’re choosing the version of life that keeps you whole.

Lay down what drains,
carry what lifts.
Let truth be your lantern
in all of winter’s shifts.

Gentle practice:
Tonight, write down one thing you’re releasing and one thing you’re carrying forward. Both are part of your becoming.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow begins Week Two, a deeper walk into holiday grace, emotional safety, connection on your terms, and redefining what “family” can mean.

The Art of Allowing

Posted on by Kerri Elizabeth


“Acceptance is not surrender, it is trust in the wisdom of what is.”

Autumn continued its slow undoing. Leaves fell without hesitation, trusting the ground to receive them. In that surrender was grace, not defeat.

Allowing does not erase the ache; it honors it. It gives emotion space to breathe, to teach, to transform. Happiness and sorrow can share the same hour, they are not untrusting of the other, but companions in growth.

The path forward wasn’t about control but openness, a willingness to meet life where it is and keep walking.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the path will curve again, leading somewhere familiar yet newly seen.

Blueprints of Light

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“Every realization is a structure made of light and listening.”

Lines unseen yet certain,
drawn softly through the air,
patterns bloom from silence,
and truth is written there.

No wall, no roof, no border,
just space that learns to see,
that love designs the framework,
of what we’re meant to be.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the structure will breathe, becoming motion instead of form.

Conversation within

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“Creation begins where perception softens.”

In the quiet hours, dialogue unfolded not in words but impressions, thought meeting feeling, intuition sketching form. The conversation did not instruct; it invited. Every question was a doorway, every pause a room filled with possibility.

What is built through awareness does not need blueprints. It asks only for presence, for the courage to see the unseen and allow it to shape what comes next.

The cove mirrored this exchange, still on the surface, alive beneath, a constant conversation between reflection and motion.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the dialogue will turn inward, where perception meets emotion and becomes knowing.

Where the Waves Begin Again

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 “Healing is not the end of pain; it is learning to breathe inside its rhythm.”

The lake was restless today. Each wave folded into another, never quite finished, never entirely new. The wind carried a softness that hinted at winter yet held autumn’s warmth like a secret.

This was the way of change, never abrupt, always layered. Emotion moved the same way, retreating, returning, reshaping what it touched. To walk with it required neither control or avoidance, only the willingness to listen.

Truth never shouts from the surface; it moves quietly beneath, guiding everything toward balance.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the water will still, and in its calm another reflection will rise.

The Ripple of Truth

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 “Truth moves gently like the ripples on the water”

A single stone of knowing,
dropped quiet into grace,
sends circles out to places
that time cannot erase.

No wave against another,
no clash of wrong or right,
just water meeting water,
and opening to light.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the ripples will settle and in their calm, a new reflection will appear.

Reflections of the clouds

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“What we see in still water depends on how willing we are to be still ourselves.”

The lake mirrored the clouds as they broke apart, white, gray, and threads of gold. Each reflection looked both true and altered, like truth itself showing different sides depending on the angle of heart and light.

Stillness revealed more than movement ever could. Beneath its surface, something continued to work quietly. The waiting wasnt over, but the fear of waiting softened. The waiting became an understanding, where fear disapeared.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the reflection will ripple, showing how motion and peace can live in the same space.

The Turning of Leaves

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“Change does not ask permission, it simply reminds us it is always there.”

The leaves had begun their slow burn of color. Gold and crimson drifted through the air like small notes of surrender. There was no resistance, only rhythm.

Watching them fall felt like watching truth land gently where it belonged. Nothing forced, nothing rushed. Just the quiet understanding that what is ready to release will do so in its own time.

Some changes were visible, others unseen, but all belonged to the same cycle, light revealing what darkness had prepared.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the wind will carry these colors farther, spreading messages of release and renewal.

When the Fog Begins to Lift

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“Revelation is not sudden, it is the slow kindness of light finding its way through.”

Morning came quiet but different. The fog that had held the cove in its arms began to thin, revealing outlines that had long been hidden. Nothing startling, just a soft unveiling, like the world remembering its own shape.

In that return of clarity was a gentle reminder: truth doesn’t rush. It waits for readiness. The same stillness that once felt heavy now shimmered with invitation. Leaves glistened with dew, each one a mirror of change already underway.

There was peace in not needing every answer yet. The unveiling itself was enough.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the fog will rise , and what stands in full view may ask to be seen differently.

Leaves That Cover Truth

Posted on by Kerri Elizabeth


 “What lies beneath is part of the journey, it teaches us how we trust the unseen.”

Leaves fall across the pathway,
a softness to the cover,
they whisper with each footstep,
you’ve carried this so long.

The cover is not hiding wonder,
its revealing more is there, right under.
What is there is soon uncovered,
as the winds reminisce with the seasons of thunder.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the week will close, and October’s cover will turn into October’s unveiling.