Some days the heavens open and everything comes streaming in

by woceht

It was nice to sit with my feelings, however tumultuous.  It is nice to feel so alive and at peace at the same time.  Such a perfect discontent.  It is feral, running deep.  It flows through my bones.  Sitting with those dark murky feelings churning and looking and soaking in them, I saw how there was no need for them.  For each one, there was the solution. I felt each one fade away, until there was only the perfect little tension that I associate with being alive.  And love. So much love.

A new connection.