Squirming.. Straddling.. Surfing.. Surrendering..
2012 March 5

For many, the shifts continue to arrive in quantum leaps and bounds. For others, it appears like groundhog day or slow snail pace. For me, it’s often fast and furious. One minute, I’m riding the crest of the wave, dancing the zuvaya. Next minute, I’m getting dumped by a tsunami tidal wave and I don’t know whether to laugh, cry, continue dancing or just allow myself to indulge in a combination of oscillating emotions all in the same moment.
A bit dramatic, one might say.
I’m sure many can relate in their own way. Most times, I just remember to catch my breathe, before I try articulating or expressing any of the rapid shifts.