You keep sinking deeper and deeper into yourself. Finding new levels and fresh wounds. You wonder if this is it, forever. Can the bliss keep on expanding? Will it always hurt? And you feel scared because you are scared to
When you realise that it just doesn’t matter, you’re standing in a really powerful place.
I am fearless only because I have been fearful.
You heal in waves. It comes over you, takes you. Washes you clean in ecstasy and pain, makes you new. The chains around you loosen. You fall back, you stretch out and you’re a swan, and you are a river of gratitude, flowing fully with itself.
It starts with a few cracks, some pops. Those shooting pains down your arms- don’t they feel like cords, tying you down? You want to run, but something inside compels you to stay. Somewhere far in the distance, a voice