Entering the space.

The smell is strong.
My heart is racing.
What was my intention?
Am I sure about what I am doing?
What am I doing?

I’m cold.
I’m hot.
Who is this person?
I don’t trust.
It’s too much.
What is happening?

Out… Out…Out…

I breathe, again.
I feel my body becoming lighter.

What was my intention?

It hurts.
But it is a different kind of pain.
It is moving.
Where is it going?

Who am I without you?

Pain, where are you going?

Out… Out… Out…

Peace.

My belly is free.

Lightness.

Peace.

Everything is so soft.

Have I always been this beautiful?

I love myself.

Home.
Home.
Home.