Sometimes... (v. 6)

From the vaults (2021)

Sometimes we need our people to remind us to get the fuck out of our own way.

Sometimes a person will make attempts to get to know us but our walls have grown so high and so thick we have forgotten how to let someone in.

Sometimes as we find our ways back to ourselves we become overly concerned with losing ourselves again.

Sometimes an image we had of someone is shattered and in this shattering we are able breathe more deeply into ourselves.

Sometimes we find freedom settling into the what is.

Sometimes the only way to find balance is to bounce from one extreme to the other.

Sometimes we remember our roots and in the re-membering are able to stabilize our foundation.

Sometimes we simply know.

Sometimes our shifts allow us to begin again.

Sometimes in allowing the unfolding and living in the liminal space we find calm and peace.

Sometimes we are shown the timing is not now, but eventually.

Sometimes we have to trust that what will be, will actually be.

Sometimes giving space for…