I AM… learning to dance with the feminine.
She is graceful. I am awkward.
She is soft and strong, big and swirling.
I am trying.
I am stumbling.
She is patient, kind, loving.
Her hand is outstretched.
Her smile is inviting.
Her eyes are drawing me in.
I can trust my humanity in her presence.
It’s ok to fall. It’s ok to fly.
I don’t look stupid or lost to her.
She sees all of me… even the parts I cannot yet see of myself.
She believes in me as I am.
So, I believe in me as I am.
For a time, I surrender and I am free.
I want to get it right.
Why is something so simple so hard?
Angst begins to form.
The cloud of irritation arrives.
I am no longer free.
She coaxes me to relax… to be lighter on my feet.
It is, of course, the precision that is tripping me up.
I want to let go.
So, I breathe.
I flow from where I am.
The uncomfortable self-consciousness shifts to an expansive feeling of love and acceptance. Peace.
I find the flow. For a time, I am.
The process is the point.
The destination will always be unknown.
Slip into the moment, the flow and let the natural life unfold.
This is the dance with the feminine.
You don’t have to work so hard she whispers.
All you seek is here.
Come and dance.
Bring all your imperfections and all your heart’s desires.
Together, we will light up the world… from the inside out.
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