Grateful for all the healing she
brought me, my sadness is
transforming in a gentle longing.

When I stop myself to look into
the future, the healing, the
absorption of the past can
happen.

A talk with a friend yesterday,
mentioning how working with men
and their emotions can be
challenging. This constant need
to move forward, to make things
happen, to create a career, often
stops people to take the time to
look into the past and heal.

I run away, scared of the past
into an uncertain future. But
when I turn around, the fear
dispel, the heart soften, I love.

I accept that love, and the
sadness transform into a gentle
longing, a waiting, without
expectation, without the need to
replace what was. It was beautiful
and delicious and I want to keep
that taste in my mouth, that
smell, that feeling in my body
for a bit longer. Why would I
want to replace this?