It’s a fine line. Watch out. Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water and BOOM… Life throws you into a spin and you’re reminded that there’s more work to do… this thing called balance is temporary. Here you are skipping along, dancing like a fool balanced on the edge and you are reminded that you are human. A human fool. With all the complexities of our conditioning, our culture, our families treasured opinions passed down through the ages and yes we walk the line, looking for a place to settle with trust, a place to call our own – a place to call home.
It’s a fine line. True connection or the lack of it – Honest communication or talking to talk – Listening with ears instead of hearts. Let’s be honest – Home is not about the side of the bed that calls you to it, it’s not the smell of spices in your kitchen, or the dogs barking in the yard – in fact there’s nothing out here that speaks so loudly to being home than the comfort in your heart that comes from belonging.
I paved the way for you, I set the stage and I am one step closer to finding my way back to center. Because when I am rocked, when I am pushed to the edge of the line, I choose me. I choose acceptance. I choose understanding. I choose to have a voice and use it to call you on the rules of the game and what it takes to win. Just win. I choose when to back away and when to move forward. I choose whether or not to share my precious self with you…. It’s a fine line.
And you… choose to share your self. You choose. You share your love and at the same time your shadow, because it is not easy to suppress the parts of you that cry for tenderness and are afraid of the dark.
I am on your side. I know this line. I’ve been walking it my whole life.
That’s how I found my way home.
One step at a time
On the right side
Of a very fine line.
Are you coming?
It’s your turn. I’ve had my share of cupcake sales and road trips and now it’s your turn. And if mediocre just won’t get there then Turn up the volume and use your pain to push you forward – just to be clear…. I don’t really care. Or do I?
And even if I did it shouldn’t really matter. I can’t make you more of who you are anymore than I can make you a star. That parts up to you… Oh You.
So, Now what? Are you waiting for someone to set you on fire – to remind you that you’ve been given a life – with your own will power?
You’ve got it, I’ve got it, they’ve got it… so what? If you don’t ever use it then what is the point. If you say one thing and do another don’t wait for me to save you because I never could anyway. I can hold the light, the bar, the noose but ultimately it’s you who will choose to fight for your life – for your LIFE. This is no small task when you run into the dark and wait for someone elses spark to remind you of who you are. You have the will to see in the dark and if you look the other way I can’t help you, no matter how hard I’d like to. I am small and I am big but I decided one day to not dim my light so that yours could shine brighter. That’s not my job. That’s not my sacrifice and by the way it’s not for you to decide. You have the same access to will power as I do and the same access to the light… the same relationship to ‘what do I want’ as I do. We make it up. I made it up. Now you make it up. Point and Shoot. You can have it all, but…
Everything and not enough don’t fit in the same box.
Have you ever wondered what life would be like if there were no box at all? No container, no limits, no boundaries, no ……………….. – wait – Did I just say no boundaries?!?!! Talk about a double-edged sword. I mean, who doesn’t want freedom but at the same time safety? How do we find the comfort we need to feel safe which gives us the courage to explore our freedom – if not for a container, boundaries or limits?
So many people are struggling. Trying to find answers in the dark without turning on their own flashlights. People!!! You’ve got access to the switch. You’ve got free will to flip it. Do your part. It’s your turn.
Now what? Flip your Switch. I mean…. If you want what you want.