This is not something that I would ever have imagined, but when I look back over my life.. I can clearly see Her all over it. Through every high, and most potently, at the depths of my lowest moments.
It is a gift to honor Her by allowing things to pass through me ~ both laughter and bitter tears alike. The heights of joy, and the kind of pain that only exhibits silence.
And I want to take the opportunity to thank Her for these changes, even when they hurt me on occasion. To thank Her for these deaths. For killing those pieces of me that keep me from Her, and for the new births that I feel rising in their places. I kiss who I was a fond farewell, and welcome with open arms this creature that I am becoming.
I never expected to be here. Expected you. But I now see that You were always here. And if it means complete descent, and a loss of myself to break these barriers that stand in my way of completely being with You, then open your arms and catch me. And if I have difficulty, rip my fingers free so that I can finish letting go.
Thank you for what comes after.
Of old bandages, boredoms, old faces..
Step to you from the black car of Lethe ~
Pure as a baby..