Coming Back to Her


For a while there, I forgot that I had been in survival mode at all. I forgot that there was a time when I didn't experience the vibrance and complexion of life through my own understanding. 

I forgot how simple things had been; wake, grind, be small and be quiet, don't make a spectacle. Though, I think it was a good thing, after all. 

Because, today, I can be more than what I could allow myself to be in my Survival Mode Self. I can be big, imaginative, and attractive to the things that are meant for me and my Joyous Self.

I can be Kalandra, in all her complexity.  


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