Oh, the urge to edit, refine, and filter everything I say and do and act upon.

The desire to hide because I feel imperfect, unprocessed, too uncentered to 'show-up'.

The perfectionist tendency and effort to ensure that everything comes from a place of 100% Pure Love ("Perfection"), that starts to overlook the simple completeness and enoughness of Being, of embracing fully how I am in each present moment. Of simply Being - raw, and messy, unfigured out, primal, Natural and organic...

Oh love, sometimes the vine just figures out where to go as it goes~grows. Yet it's natural affinity is towards the Sun. 🌱

Trust in where you're heading.

Trust in the process of becoming.

The caterpillar turning into a butterfly, the flower decomposting into soil, the ocean rising and stilling....

Haaaaaahhh, Mother, hold me.

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Honoring the Ocean of my feelings, the Nature of my humanity. The Halo-halo of Being. I am all of the above.

I am neither nor Darkness and Light, Death and Rebirth, Sadness and Joy Perfection and Imperfection (Incompleteness).

My womb stirs to feel and mix all of these. Brewing, distilling... How lucky I am to have a womb, a portal for transformation~transmutation, Birthing. Being.

Oneness.

AAAAAHHH, TO BE ALIVE. SO ALIVE IN LOVE AND WITH LOVE IN BEING AND IN TRUTH, WALKING TOWARDS ONENESS, WHILE ONE FOOT STILL REMAINS IN PARTS OF SEPARATNESS / RESISTANCES...

The push and pull of the tides, the yin and yang, the cosmic ocean, the polarities of being...

I AM THE CENTER. THE ONE THAT STRIVES TO BRING BALANCE, TO HARMONIZE, God is within me. God is moving through me and for me. All is possible with God.

Oneness is possible with and in God.

I stay in His presence. Trusting He will calm the waves and still the storms.

I wait in Faith.