Sometimes I feel like I am at the top. The top, absolutely got it together.
I wrote the above last night, and this morning I woke to note:
Ha! Of course, I forgot myself. I often, so often do. The role of wife and mother have become bigger, much bigger than me. Much bigger than I can handle sometimes, but I couldn't move in those roles if there was no me. If I did not choose those roles, I'd not be those roles. So,
I love myself, I love me. I am fluid, easy, gentle, and kind. I laugh, listen inward and outward - because it is all the same. I pick flowers and give gifts. I enjoy my activities.
I love myself, I love me. I am a volcano, fiery, destructive, and malicious. A hot coal, I fly outward and inward from the fire. Behind me, the path is charred. Before me, the path is empty. Everyone has fled.
Both are me. I will take care of both of you, both of me. All.