The Return

The stripping down

The fetal self

The unborn

The undoing

The unlearning

The unbeing

The return to self

The freedom to let what is life live and death die

The gathering of the bones

The due diligence prior to birth.

I am scared

All the time.

I am scared 

Down to my fetal core

But my fear is on my side

We walk together hand in hand 

Standing on the platform in stillness as we prepare to dive,

Head first

Into the knowing,

But first, The Self.

A return to the before,

Diving through,

The river under the river

Can you feel it building?

Llamar o tocar a la puerta

The velvet touch of the wind across your skin

Fingertips gently stroking the embers of my soul

It’s coming, it’s coming, it’s coming

You, too, soon shall learn life as it is meant to be

The second coming

The rebirth, the rebirth, the rebirth,

I am scared

I am sacred

I am capable