She shivers with anticipation,
Memories long awaited
Surface and retreat,
Like a wave undulating as her breath,
A veil billowing as her hope
©Ashley Castle Barnes
Sometimes change feels like disruption.
Sometimes it feels like waves or wind.
A rhythm, a hum gently (or even violently) moving the energy.
No matter what, it feels like movement, and that isn’t always comfortable. Or comforting.
And yet it’s needed. Inevitable.
What’s moving for you today?