EVERYTHING MUST FLOW
Everything must eventually flow through you All the past wrongs and insults All the shrinkage and tightening The retraction, the anger and the wounds All must finally flow through you unimpeded You are a river created to flow All that past gathers in you And blocks up the free flow of life force All this must at some point be allowed To flow through you unimpeded What greater act of self love is there?
I would love you to read a piece I put online yesterday about the patterns woven into us and by us.