homecoming

Opening all the drawers that are ready to be on the light in this present moment, taking out the dust, reviving the memories. Tidying up and throwing away. 

Opening, opening up, to such a liberation, like the breath is honey running through the lungs. suddenly something triggers me, and that same breath encounters something very tight, something thats been tight with strings and even locked. It takes alot to get the breath down there. The body hurts, my chest. And the mind fights. trying to fit water in a box. seeing how the body wants to move to the next thing- run away. But this time there’s such a strength, a support and an invisible guidance that lets me stay. Eventually something dissolves. it was really there?
and something touches my skin reminding me I am here, and I am safe. 

An experience that brings to the light something that asked for attention and care, perhaps just Space to be seen.