HALF
OF ME is filled with bursting words and the other half
of me is painfully shy. I crave solitude yet also crave
people. I want to pour life and love into everything yet
also nurture my self-care and go gently. I want to live
within the rush of primal, intuitive decision, yet also
wish to sit and contemplate. This is the messiness of life
-- that we all carry multitudes, so must sit with the
shifts. We are complicated creatures, and ultimately, the
balance comes from this understanding. Be water. Flowing,
flexible, and soft. Subtly powerful and open. Wild and
serene. Able to accept all changes, yet still lead by the
pull of steady tides. It is
enough.
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