Remember when I use to be up by now?

Gone and out of the house,

The feelings I would be feeling,

But trying to hide.

I do think there is a balance.

Space enought to do this.

Space enough to flow and move with what comes up.

And times when asking it to sit in a box before looking at it are important.

But also, wow, just wow at how for so many years I just got up and went about my life.

But the energy behind it. What I was trying to contain. The intensity.

A lotta love and compassion for those versions of me.

For the parts of me that got me through.

That did what they had to.

Finding my way back to the middle ground.

Where I can be doing more of what I want but in a way that isn’t so, I can’t even put words to it - but I feel it, I see it.