Humiliated....
Pouring out of me
I return to the breath.... It guides me home
to the space where sorrow exists in the solar plexus...chakra of control
I feel the wind, feel the wood of the tree, the meow of the cat in the empty lot....
Pain from an origin unknown
Rage fueling my fist to punch.....
Teeth gritting
brain racing.. undulating in the juices of my testosterone
I return to the breath.... It guides me home
to the space where sorrow exists in the solar plexus...chakra of control
I resign.....
To the space of heart.
Where compassion holds us
I feel the wind, feel the wood of the tree, the meow of the cat in the empty lot....
I re member the earth
It surrounds me in its compassion.....
It surrounds me in its compassion.....
I surrender
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