Photo Credit: Bill Lazar
It’s different from worried or concerned.
And letting it be there without story or explanation or searching for meaning… lets there be an opening within.
… a releasing around my aorta. Then a further releasing…, a lengthening and unwinding on my left back.
A sort of uncurling. And a filling in.
It’s quite specific, this uncurling. It is uncurling rather than unwinding. The words are right even if they don’t seem to fit the usual meaning of each word.
There’s a new openness in me. An opening-ness that’s continuing, in a settling-in way.
And surprisingly… a quiet pride. And a comfort that goes along with it.
Yes, the QUIET of it. The QUIET of being touched by the NAKED TRUTH of… frightened.
……….<a deep sigh releases itSelf>
And I feel even more… a settling in to comfort. Into mySelf.
Into the ironic safety of knowing that I’m frightened.
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