“When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability… To be alive is to be vulnerable.” –Madeleine L’Engle
I feel alive. I feel scared. I feel open. I feel unsettled. I feel light. I feel my light, and I feel my darkness.
I feel as if I’m on a tightrope high up in the sky, teetering on two different places inside me. If I fall to one side, there is love, light, and self-acceptance. If I fall to the other side there is vulnerability, fear, and chaotic darkness. Some days I fall off the tightrope and when I do I land on one of those sides. The fall is scary no matter where I land. Some days I have perfect balance, and I walk forever through the clouds on my tightrope, observing the energies of what it is to accept, and what is it to be vulnerable. While keeping my balance I remember the times I’ve fallen into either side of myself, and I honor those times as well.