Water

I learned how to swim.

Without logs.

Without support.

Alone.

Free.

I flow.

I flow with the current that is mine alone.

The nights on the balcony…cool, silent, wine in hand, the laughter of my children inside me, my warmth, my sun.

Even alone…I am whole.

Complete.

A stillness that wraps around me, deep, gentle, infinite.

Nothing binds me.

Nothing diminishes me.

Nothing.

I am learning to like myself.

I am learning to love myself.

I am learning to be my own favorite company.

I am vast.

I am expanse.

I am a flame that burns alone and warms completely.

And whoever comes…will not come to fill anything.

They will come to add.

Someone who makes me feel chosen.

Always chosen.

Not out of fear, not out of loneliness, but because I choose.

I choose.

I always choose.

I choose myself.

I choose life.

I choose the love that makes sense.