Being human. Being spirit. Being it all.

​Meeting autumn.
Meeting the grey outside.
Meeting change in my life.
Meeting myself changing.

Dancing with it all.

Sometimes smoothly, sometimes with a lot of resistance.

This wonderful and most unpredictable dance, this being human. Being spirit. Being it all.

As I dance, through these days, through this illusion of time, I keep discovering.

New desires, new boundaries, new perspectives, new ways of being with myself.

Clearing away so many layers, of what I’ve been not.

To see my own eyes, towards myself, so very beautifully, break open to love.

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