Unashamed in my Eden.
My existence being mine.
My soul connecting to those hidden parts that I am just discovering are there.
To be balanced means to feel naked in the warm sand
and clothed by the cool salt sea.
To feel large
and small.
It is so exciting
Yet so terrifying
To feel truly free to
be.
Everything I do feels like I’m paddling a tiny boat through thick fog.
When people talk to me I want to respond but I actually have nothing in my brain.
Nothing at all.
I am just a little person
Doing little things
In a big space.
Don’t tell me how to be my little person
Because I am big
if only
I had
the
space.
The Culture of Being 