Unfolded from moving on
I don’t feel complete as the 2015 calendar
with its course load complete.
I feel open
as the new calendar might.
These are those funny moments when my gut is telling me you’ve been working hard and things are about to happen
and the only think that is keeping me off-centred
is the wait
for whatever to happen
to bare fruit.
My seasons change.
This spin around the galaxy is so beautiful
when I let myself step back and watch it.
Pages turned, story never complete,
exhilaration and fear,
frustration and safety.
Stepping out into the world is risky.
The thinking, the planning, the consideration of possibilities.
However I connect with my environment, with you, with myself when I know I am doing it and when I don’t
a sense of belonging
of being and of not suffering.