stay with it

we want to bolt out of the room
we want to cry under the crumpled bed linens until noon
we want to run away to Paris
we want to shut out all our friends
we want to hide from our own self
we want to deny our intuition
we want to give up our power

sometimes life gets uncomfortable

connect to the breath
stay with it

sometimes, the answer is as simple as that.


copyright 2009 Alisa Barry