Is this really my life?
quiet reader accidentally dropped into family of extroverted farmers??
She ran lightly through her days unknowingly, carelessly, shedding pieces of her deepest self.
He walked firmly into next week heedless that he was closing the door on his one true life.
They taught their children to do the right thing but forgot to mention that their souls were calling.
I know this life, it is my own.
Today I had the ‘idea’ to write about self-betrayal. What the heck? These ideas I get don’t seem to come from my head because…why? Why would I choose that topic, I don’t think I would.
As ‘the idea’ came out on paper I wrote five or more drafts and kept walking away from the generic words because they seemed empty. I began to ask myself some questions and I started to feel it in my body. That’s often my ‘oh shit’ moment when I know something big is happening and often I’d prefer to run away. But here we are … my promise to my Membership Circle to show up.
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