At the water's edge today, I fought the Leviathan.
Emotions - a gamut of them.
A lot of repressed anger.
I had to face an uncomfortable truth and ask myself.
How was this shit serving me?
Was it blinding rather than defining the best of me?
Was this cultivating a spirit of gratitude?
And I confronted that familiar foe, one that I've lost many a battle, but only when I failed to be true to my path.
I've only fallen.
When I've looked at myself through the prism of others... (I'm learning) as it blinds me until I become the obstacle.
That's the problem
the hard truth -
the proverbial tug
on the root -
we have to
pull at the spirit
won't allow us
to hear it.
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