The sun is gone. But I have a light. | Kurt Cobain
I am faltering at times on what appears to be unsafe ground.
Sometimes my footsteps are heavy, and I navigate the space between earth and roots.
Other times my footsteps are light, and I hover in the ethers, floating disconnectedly far and away.
Illusions are sometimes confused with reality.
And logic has nothing to do with love.
Yet here I am. Alone but not lonely. Wandering but not lost. Heartbroken but not unloved.
Yes. I am faltering on what appears to be unsafe ground. But I am righting myself, finding an unexpected steadiness, in the balancing act of that struggle.
As I step forward into the depths of the In Between, I see that I unconsciously made a choice to avoid falling down the rabbit hole. The deep, unforgiving pit of depression.
As I move through the In Between, that old rabbit hole is covered. I am fully present and reaching upward toward the light. I will not lose myself. Not this time.
I am surrounded by twinkling stars and moonlight.