trust your truth

amongst the ocean mist of la Isla de Ons, Galicia, España (2024)

Querida Raquelita,

mi amorcita, mi amiguita, Querida Raquelita, la verdad, especialmente tu propia verdad, carries the significance of toda tu perspectiva de nuestro mundo, and how open that perspective is willing to be.

your truth can be as concrete, closed, and impermeable as the long-standing rocas grandes upon which you’re perched, aquí en la Isla de Ons (en una de los parques nacionales de Galicia!).

or, your truth can be as vibrantly lush, soft, and ever-changing as the moss growing upon these rocas grandes, peeking between the swiftly dancing bruma en toda la isla hoy.

Approaching the edge of "O Burato do Inferno," a deep cave carrying Galician myths from many generations on Ons Island.

el poder de tú verdad está en la perspectiva que tú creas y escoges.

the power of your truth lies in the perspective that you create and choose.

it lies within the values and beliefs to which you hold onto so firmly or so loosely in the present momentito. it also lies in your ability to trust these values and beliefs in supporting your journey, your evolution, alongside your integration and collaboration with community. for if there’s no trust in your own truth, who else will make it true for you?

if there’s no trust in your belief of truly becoming fluent in another language, like español, then how is it to become true for you (and everyone else around you!)? if there’s no trust in your value of la naturaleza, how true will the significance of nature ring in your life? if there’s no trust in your belief that you’re meant to move to and live in España (at least for a little while!) how will it ever become a true reality para ti?

you must trust in your own values and the internal whispers you long behold, as when you do, the universe will connect the dots and transpire for you.

along these very same lines of trust, I encourage you to remain consistently open, malleable, and permeable, mi Querida. that’s one of the greatest beauties of truth, especially that of your own.

it’s ever expanding, like the increasingly spacious chambers of an intricate, yet firmly bound nautilus shell.

without a truth and trust balanced in such stable growth, the waves wouldn’t flow, the wind on the hottest days wouldn’t blow, and most importantly, las plantas y personas wouldn’t grow.

that’s why we constantly exchange energies, emotions, and expressions – como el/la mar o el monte/las montañas. we never have the whole until we feel into and trust the wholeness of our ever-expanding truths, mi querida!

con eso, sigue más adelante con esta perspectiva abierta y fundamentada. y, confía – trust.

the truth, your truth, will only ring louder, stand taller, and appear more whole than ever before if you simply trust.

con mucha paz, amor y agradecimiento,

Raquelita