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old heart, new heart

i have the image in my mind of the old heart that no longer serves me, it is withering. I thought I should repair its wounds, weave it in with the new but that has not seemed to work. instead it hangs by a couple threads to the new heart which anxiously awaits to shine, anew, on it's own. there is no use to hanging on to a safety blanket which covers the heart which is a truer expression of my essence...

the old is, like a scab, falling away.

so, i am stepping in to a new phase, with open arms and open soft eyes, ready to experience the world.

time and space

no longer working. so much time and space. feeling the expansion slowly

with my heart in my hands

hope to write some inspirational words here for your eyes to read, your heart to expand,
your body to soften into this mystery we call life.