Spinning around, trying to find myself through echolocation

Bouncing my sounds off of everyone else

To find where I am.

Stopping to breathe, heart racing

I realize what feels normal and needed

Is keeping me from the truth of me.

Standing still, emanating sounds

Not for validation

But for gift.

Because I stand in the place of something stronger

Than your feedback.

It is a place of bedrock and identity.

It is where He created me to be.