Cold As Ice

As I was about to sit and write another post, this song popped in my head.

I feel as cold as Ice, but what sacrifice am I willing to pay to feel "normal" again?

Love always gets me through, yet I want to abandon all that I am and run tail and hide. It is a good thing, you see. For in the midst of our greatest fear comes the storm of upheaval.

Last Thursday I had my first sacral cranial massage. Ever since, I feel I am spiraling, floating sort of out of my body. Like My soul and I are not fully connected. I often felt at war with myself, my whole lif, but this feels like I am in a state of dreaming,... Very odd.

I am letting go of old traumas, I know. I can't help but feel the way I am, so open has caused some unresolved issues.

What part of me can I share, what part of me can I keep to just me?

These are the boundaries I need to create in order to move forward.

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