The contracting, fear thoughts come and the brain goes on alert.
Don't want to feel this.
Don’t want to think that.
Open up the breath.
Lift the posture.
Feel this whole living Life mystery.
There’s space enough for us all to dance.
All the thoughts and feelings.
All the hungry ghosts and furies.
We can title our story whatever we want.
It’s all a hero’s journey to the simple recognition that it was Love all along.
Wearing her different costumes to play this masked ball.
And have a ball.