And sometimes, suddenly, unexpectedly, someone who you’ve only known for a few weeks, someone who you think hardly knows you at all, will see right through your bullshit facade and call you on it and ask you where you are and why you’re not present, here, now, in this body, and she’ll know what you’ve been hiding and she’ll know how to help you find it again and she’ll remind it that your voice is your body is you, and she’ll tell you that everything is ok, that it’s scary but it’s ok, and you’ll drop the cynicism just long enough to actually believe her. And maybe this will be the year that you finally get your voice back, both literally and figuratively, and stop fighting yourself.
Scary but ok.
It’s like she is trying to tell us something…but what?
…ummm…..
*hugs*