Circle back round. To yourself. To the place you know so well. To the places that scare you. Go back to your heart and listen closely to what you hear. Is this simply treading over old familiar ground or is it rather a mantra, a remembering, a learning to love yourself again and again? Of needing to return until you know how strong, smart, rich, beautiful and full you are?
In the end, when the lights go out, when the rug gets pulled when it all falls apart that love will keep you hovering. Is it real yet? Do you know it? Do you know you are enough?
I feel I am walking in circles tracing old pathways and discovering them anew this week. It is good, to walk this way again. It is hard sometimes too. And in all this spiraling motion I am seeing that there is no getting over, under or out from who I am. I am, who I am broken and powerful and perfect and messy all at once.
I am seeing that even as I walk there is no forward or backward or even sideways. There is only here. Where I am right now. Sometimes familiar, sometimes strange–but always just right here centered in myself. Can I open my eyes and see that I am balanced here? That I always was–that I just needed to discover it?
Is it that easy?