These words form an aspiration.
Something I feel close to and eager for.
"A part of her is leaving."
I know the part intimately but cannot name her.
It has to do with outsize concern about outside opinions.
"She's present and neither timid nor bold."
Accepting hard feelings within . . .
no longer rejecting them.
Riding the tumult of conflicting emotions
with steady determination, rising after falling.
Offering her best with dignity and humility.
Recognizing the steepest paths
often result in the most revealing views.
Knowing that not knowing is also a path
and stumbles are part of the adventure.
Listening deeply for the song,
often silent, always enchanting...
sometimes even humming
snatches of it to herself.
kastilwell
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