Once again, I LEARN that I do not know which LEVER to pull to make things magically okay. We run around in circles, the conversation never reaching a satisfying conclusion. My mind scampers like a LEMUR. My body wants to curl up like a hedgehog. There I am: simultaneously prickly and hard to pin down. How do I open and uncurl, risking exposure of vulnerability? How do I settle and be still, risking attack? I hug my arms around myself, searching inside for that little ember of trust. I breathe.

Georg’ann

BOUND to multiple realities,
sitting so QUIET before me.
Requires USAGE of intuition,
learned skills not very helpful.
No playbook for these sessions.
Together we wander shadows
Taking turns guiding, trusting.
She presents as six today,
brings the softest stuffed LEMUR
for comfort as we travel.

Heather