Sometimes I just have to
sit in the dark corners in my heart
being willing to see the vulnerabilities
of this life
a life I took so much effort to own
that is not own by others
by expectations
by social norms
by the frailties of the mind
that is so malleable
to conditioning so as to
belong to the world of mundane
But just as it is also malleable to
step back from its conditioning
When one is willing to wake up
take a inner stand
over and over
In letting go of the outer hold
To withdraw for now
To return home
to the inner belonging
A conversation at the dining table that sometimes sparks discomfort when one makes an effort to share an observation to raise awareness of conditioned biasness inherited from earlier generations to prevent passing on to the next. Feelings of being misunderstood, defensive, disconnection, can sometimes arise when speaking at a different frequency of the heart. The practice informed me of the willingness to investigate "what is enough?" when living one's truth and conviction.
To speak enough
To let go enough
To be gentle enough
To learn what is enough
This moment
I am
we are