Desire

Where are you when I need you most? 

Blaming the Panasonic for a lack of desire feels like the easy option, conversations with friends have ranged from longing to yearned for, to the desire of our essence to be the ethanol intoxicating another and theirs doing the same for us, to be consumed greedily with a teaspoon. Ecstasy leading to a blinding climax. 

Fear of sleeping in front of the mirror brought me face to face *ba dum tss* with the realisation that the inability to face the entirety of me cut me off from the ability to see, accept, acknowledge and embrace the parts shroud in darkness. The parts that don't have names just characteristics described by words that conjure chills, fears and led us to cower or frantically seek the nearest light source. Afraid of what they will do if they get a hold of us. 

If all we need is inside us, how do we find the things we seek if we don't know what they look nor feel like? 

I am learning to lean into the safety deeply found in being, evidenced by experiencing the here and now. In this life, there is very little we have to fear -spiders are a legit thing to fear their legs sprang out 360 and their long, round or oval little bodies barely touching the floor moving at 600mph it is very very legit to fear them- got a little distracted there. 

It feels easier to close the lid on what we fear, demeaning these parts unworthy of exploration and tenderness. What do we lose when it's parts of ourselves we put away?  

We can put it all down to the Pangea and that would be legit, what and how we got validation, reassurance and love has changed and even from whom we get this from also has changed. 

Affirm; In this body in this space that is mine, I embrace the nakedness of my being. With curiosity, love and patience I explore the valleys that conceal sacred waters and rolling hills.