It burns
Something inside aching to get out
The pangs of doubt creep around my ribcage and seek their way into my gut
Chaos ensues as long as I try to figure it out…
That sense of doubt
Why do I try to hold on? She’s ready to escape, but for some reason, I insist on her staying
I transform into something I am not, molded by the expectations of myself and others.
No!
I release her!
I release myself!
To allow.
To be.
Courageously flowing into clarity.
Rebecca Eschenroeder’s book, “Collecting Feathers” is available worldwide. Order directly from her website!
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This article was originally published on Great Abiding Yoga and is republished here with the permission of the author.
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