The Beacon

photo by Patricia

The tendency to put myself in the equation then react comes too easily upsetting all body systems propelling emotions into a whirl. Taking time to separate from other’s stuff is only starting to become possible.

It is freeing to feel my core and move from there, a connection to a place always there but suffering a life disconnected from it. The spinning and pain day after day does damage to the body.

The soul lies unperturbed by the storms, steady like a lighthouse beacon. A dinghy cut loose by its mother ship has found her way back home.