Ok, so what now?
I remember the last time I felt very much in flux, and like my feet weren't touching the ground for a long time.
The image I focused on then was the caterpillar in it's cocoon. It turns to mush while it becomes a butterfly. It's formless and yet something in it's DNA "remembers" what to do. If you record the sounds it makes and magnify them, it sounds like screaming. And yet the process is worth it enough to go through.
I feel the same way now. I'm mush. I'm formless. I'm screaming inside. And yet something in me tugs me forward, feels guided. If you gave me a "stop" button I would not press it, because somewhere deep inside I know that this needs to happen.
I just need to breathe into it and relax.
The image I focused on then was the caterpillar in it's cocoon. It turns to mush while it becomes a butterfly. It's formless and yet something in it's DNA "remembers" what to do. If you record the sounds it makes and magnify them, it sounds like screaming. And yet the process is worth it enough to go through.
I feel the same way now. I'm mush. I'm formless. I'm screaming inside. And yet something in me tugs me forward, feels guided. If you gave me a "stop" button I would not press it, because somewhere deep inside I know that this needs to happen.
I just need to breathe into it and relax.