reflections on 8/8
I am not debilitated by choice, or life. The ageless blockages that have kept me bound have disintegrated. Time is a gentle and honest God and I’m a lucky lady. Where I lay my head there are no spikes. I am not at odds with my own flesh. I am in easy flow and The Circumstances are nothing but a small pebble, a pebble comfortable and comforting to hold. I act justly and I feel wildly.
lovely