Promise of a new day


In this moment I find myself dancing in the space between chaos and shape. Part of me wants to run away, never to be seen again or hideaway in the darkness, in the center of my bed curled in on myself. This transitional space is not comfortable! All these familiar voices and tugging impulses are hard to ignore, they are loud, persistent and protective. It’s only in the quiet moments, when I allow myself to slow down and listen, that I can hear a soft wise voice beckoning me to stay and let the layers soften and fall. I love meeting myself here, where knee jerk reactions dissipate and clarity arises, where struggle fades and possibility peeks through the curtain like the promise of a new day…


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