Ascension

Pushing, pushing, pushing

Trying hard, too hard.

What we resist, persists.

So delicate, like a fragile flower.

Without warning, triggered.

Instantly, the trigger is answered

And released with a rush of tears.

A new energetic template is created.

Energy (spirit) and physical now begin the dance

Of getting back together.

The new ascended version.

Of me.

Time for radical self care.

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