Emotions are like an ice cream truck

that assembles itself in a foreign part of your body

and before you realize it

and just when you are ready to take a step outside

they hit you.

There are no casualties

just some pain from the difficult emotions being expressed,

the ones I locked in the trunk,

but I can still have a relationship with them

as long as I don’t follow their directions.

Different emotions

have different needs

and this is what leads

to motivation, action and tendencies.

My emotions are built on the reflection of the body experience

that comes from living.

Feeling them rise and feeling them get into motion

reminds me what’s important

and that there really isn’t enough space in the back seat for anger.

Values are what give me joy,

they are how I orientate myself

and they help me know that I moving in the right direction.