Duality

Desire for anchorage and unlimited adventure.
Desire for expansion to infuse the whole universe with love and also containment to the very few in my immediate world.
Desire to be vulnerable and also to be the strength for all to lean on.
Desire for absolute freedom and also to belong somewhere and with someone. 
Desire for withdrawal from all that I know and for engagement with every speck of the universe. 

Some days I am a goddess and on others I am plagued by petty desires. 
Some days I am a wolf, unapologetic for my wild, some days I am ashamed of everything that is me. 
Some days I whimper and whine, on others I roll on the floor snorting and cackling with glee. 
Some days I am gratitude with every breath and in every moment. Some days I get blinded by the immediate circumstances. 

But everyday, I ask the universe to send anything and everything my way, which will help me grow into who I am supposed to be. To always and forever, be the light. 

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