• Natasha Durel

Earthquake Season

๐„๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ก๐ช๐ฎ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง: I feel the structure of the metamorphic walls and my personal heart,

๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  - ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ก ๐ช๐ฎ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ 

Home can not be defined by the four walls that once brought me a sense of comfort and safety. I have outgrown them to a point where they no longer feel comfortable. And because of that, I now lie far beyond the capacity and capability of simply remaining within those now limiting realms.


The knocks at the door are growing louder. My awareness deepening as the question of what I once was able to do does as well.


That act alone ๏ฝ“๏ฝ”๏ฝ’๏ฝ…๏ฝŽ๏ฝ‡๏ฝ”๏ฝˆ๏ฝ…๏ฝŽ๏ฝ‰๏ฝŽ๏ฝ‡ me.


๐•‚๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•”๐•œ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ž๐•– ๐•“๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•จ๐•–๐•๐• ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•ž๐•ช ๐• ๐•จ๐•Ÿ ๐•˜๐• ๐• ๐•• ๐•’๐•ค ๐•๐•š๐•—๐•– ๐••๐• ๐•–๐•ค ๐•“๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•™๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•จ๐•– ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐• ๐•จ ๐•ฅ๐• ๐•  ๐•”๐• ๐•ž๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•’๐•“๐•๐•–.


and While I may have chosen not to answer those knocks in the past, this time I willingly answer. I willingly surrender to the things that I donโ€™t know. And in return, the knocks soften and the personal walls that I once built quite high are coming down.






--- ๐Ÿ““ This gently poetic snippet is inspired by some of my journaling and a simultaneous mix of some obstacles that Iโ€™ve been healing and working through lately. โ€ขSurrender โ€ขTrust โ€ข Vulnerability

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