Interior Belief

“How are you doing?”

Deep down I’m still in free-fall,

I’m uncertain in myself because when I felt bad, I was told to feel worse.

To desire healing, but how do you find healing when something so insidious festers inside you?

The hurt, disbelief, anger and resentment the spinning of the paradigm shift. They, the unexcused aromas of the kitchen bin, that perfume the house, entomb you.

It’s the motion sickness when your foundation sinks, identity and vulnerability seeping through the cracks.

a new mess to clean, a new memory retold through the lens of perspective that of soul in the wandering pursuit of peace and joy. Equity.

”I’m fine just tired”