It seems boundaries are meant to be challenged. Flexible, evolving, changing. Seems when I think I have one figured out and set --- someone waltzes in and causes a state of flux. I love it and hate it. I love the wow, I love the unexpected at the same time as hating it. Deliciousness of unpredictable and fear of not being able to control it.
In the mirror is me
the same face and smile
Just a more comfortable skin
Leaning in
I wonder what others can see if they look closely
into my eyes
Is it that visible?
The change of thought
Awareness
of all that is not
and what can be if only
I let it?
