I was trying to formulate the transitional moment. Trying to put it all together. To label it.
The movement from the underworld, where I lived in coldness - and I keep getting stuck there - and now, to the unfolding, the birthing, the flowering of 'all that has come before'.
And I thought, 'let it go'. Its ok. Just let it go. What is, really is. There is nothing else to say. Except - I am ready, I am waiting, I am being, I am.
With Love and deep thanks.