Yesterday I had one of those amazing opportunities to reflect upon who I am in a very real sense. Not what I have been through, who has done what to me, or adaptations I have made to reinforce the roles that I play…those are just costuming and lighting. I saw glimpse of who I truly am without label or definition. She was reflected in the stories that were shared. She stood back and listened carefully to the wisdom of others in response to the words I used that create the construct I live within. She cried for me in moments I laid down my facade and allowed the stillness to settle in upon me because I was supported in my vulnerability. She stretched within me and burst through in places that I wouldn’t seal back up even if I could. I know that the process I am undertaking is going to require work on my part, but now I have direction. It is all flow. A dance with my Beloved beneath a blue sky filled with clouds in transit.
No More Head trips (I left at a 1)
