Here

Feeling it All

Breathing in
Breathing OUT.

Bring in pain. Release it into the winds.

Rolling. Tight. Trapped. Chest, body, spirit, soul.

Dance, movement, Expression. Eyes, body, euphoria.

I see many worlds. Mainly two. Mine and theirs. Ours and theres. Modern day reality and indigenous reality. Two worlds. Trying, fighting to combine both. Wanting, but feeling pulled.

Water, tears. Tight chest, tight face. Heavy eyes. Breathe in. Breathe OUT.

Wanting to embrace beauty, embrace the light. Seeing it in the distance. Navigating my two worlds. Los dos mundos.

Looking for outlets to release. Feeling, seeing, believing love. But for others. Trying to define it for myself.

Two worlds. Breathe it in, Breathe it OUT.

Wanting outlets to release. Breath, song, dance, movement, art, words. I see, I feel. But still feel stuck and angry?

Anger. Exists inside me but where? Why? Challenge to see, or admit? I see/feel sadness, and fear, but anger not as clearly as I would like. Rolling, up and down. Side to side. In and out. But there it stays, inside. How do I let it out? Where is my point of release? And in what form?

Feeling, seeing, being. Loving, feeling, seeing, being, LOVING, but for whom?

Love gone backwards. You, you, you, you, then me. How to switch? Me then you.

Hard. Undefined.

Process. Patience. Lessons. Life Lessons.

Grateful. So greateful. Not every day are we invited to confront los aires. So lucky.

Greatful to be, greatful to see, to feel, to touch, to hear. To be. To be. To be.

Wanting to embrace the world, but needing to embrace myself first. So much harder. ME. It even feels awkward to say, to feel, to write. Uncomfortable. Because we are taught not to? I am not sure.

Learning. Embracing, wanting, seeing

Two worlds around me. Trying to find balance between the two. Where do I belong? Where do we belong?

Questioning, reflecting, questioning, thinking. Every day. Seeing, watching, learning, loving, being.

So far yet so close. How far is my soul? Dónde está mi alma? Estoy lista?