Feeling deeply. Choosing love anyway.

Another personal post. Because I’m human too.

Photo by kilarov zaneit on Unsplash

I just had an online interaction that knocked me for six.

And yet, it was my own fault. Or maybe it wasn’t.

(After all, I can’t control how other people respond to me. And, doing so isn’t my job — or responsibility. But… I digress. That wasn't the point of this post. It has, however, got me thinking.)

There’s something about vulnerability
— here, now, in the wake of choosing to be more visible —
that feels edgy.

I want to be
edgy.

I want to be
able to be,
express & embody
multitudes.

I want to, and I am.
I want to, and I can.

(That’s a privilege, too)

The war is not outside of us.
It rages on WITHIN us.

MAKE IT STOP, we cry.

Yet when we push it away,
we run.

We hide.

And we lose
something powerful, painful, beautiful
& true.