It’s hitting me like a strong electrical force. Bad juju. In contrast, I see Kali and the good that follows complete annihilation. Creative destruction, my theory. It’s that moment. You know the one, but if you don’t, there is nothing you can do but prepare (it won’t help). On a more realistic plane, I see myself staring down myself. I am threatening to freeze. And I am committing to not letting that happen. I’m staying grounded but not rigid. My energetic work has to resume so I can ground and shield.
Have I mentioned that I suck at balance? Eh. I’d be so very boring if I were predictable. ick.
Time to write The Manifesto. I Am She.