dark night of the soul?
feels like grey *meh* of the soul
what am I doing?
the elevator speech vs. elevator presence
having eyes and ears
no one is fully alive until she is sensed
even a glimpse will do
a flash – noticed
a fleeting sound, a gesture - received
the greatest gift I can give is to open to another
doing it and not having time to talk about it
talking about it and not having time to do it
doing it and being so absorbed that I have no words
telling myself there’s something wrong with me
comparing myself to others
this is not a world of opposites – what is an integrated path?
alchemy, spiral dancing
to the song of this calling
conflict – like everything - a fractal, an offering
feeling the bone deep ache of loss
it’s in there somewhere too
even in there
longing for the company of kindness
fly my body to rochester?
another stamp on my rc passport?
but if you were near
i would surely come sit with you.