Biggest fear about being seen is that not only will my light shine my darkness too will penertrate through.
Living in community where I am looked to scares me
Not a way to hide a bad day
With tear streked checks there is no dening the crying
And to carry on is the only option Depths of being not wanted to be shown are there on display
No escaping to a house alone
Here we meditate, eat, work, dance, sing, share everything together.
There can be no hiding of ones self from anyone
On display
Constantly
Expectations push down my feelings of freedom
Am I a butterfly ready to emerge or am I being buried under?
It appears to be able to go either way
No one ever said transformation was easy