
I am in the waiting place
the waiting place
and I don’t know where the door is
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I am in the waiting place
the waiting place
and I don’t know where the door is
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I like structure. I do not like being controlled.
I like freedom. I do not like choice without context.
I love Astrology. It’s not about prediction; it’s about self mastery. Individual connection to the Universal.
I love technology. I fear unfettered surveillance. Where’s the balance?
I’ll stand shoulder to shoulder on the battlefield. I’d rather meet you around a campfire to settle our differences.
I was born under the sign of the Sun. I prefer the conversations held at night and relish darkness.
I’m Autistic. This is not a flaw. It’s a different approach to Life.
I will walk beside you unflinching when you share your darkness and need a friend.
I’m peace. I’m warrior too.
I’m kindness.
I’m action.
I’m creative.
I’m mystery.
I’m hard to know.
I’m hard to shake in spite of the Anxiety that grips me frequently.
I’m peacekeeper. I can be peacemaker.
Light and shadow.
More silence than noise.
I am open to change
I am memory and forgiveness
I am Echo. This is who I am.
I can’t hang the Sun for you today
I can’t be the light that guides your path
Today you have to be your own Sun or
you get to walk in shadows and find your own hope
This will make you stronger, I promise
My Sun is hidden behind clouds today.
I have walked in shadow before, many many times
This has made me fearless, and my dear that is my hope for you
I know this space, this grey, this pain, this sorrow, this struggle to find light
Except today, I find I don’t mind the grey.
I don’t mind the mists, the fog, the shortened sightlines, the mystery of the path ahead
I don’t need hope or strength or guidance
I just need to breathe and place one foot in front of the other
Eventually a bench, or chair will appear where I can rest easy wrapping this grey blanket around my shoulders until I am restored to being the Sun for you again.
The Sun always emerges from the clouds
I too will Rise again.