No Matter Where You Go

I'm deeply familiar with "living with an enemy that knows [me] best,"
I say ruefully with chagrin; although the voice in my head
has gotten much, much more supportive and friendlier in recent years.  

Ripening has its perks although I sincerely wish she'd showed up sooner.

"It's ok, I'm here now, she says quietly"

May the voice in your head be kind, friendly, and encouraging.

May she show you your magnificence.

Namaste'