I am full, and I am wanting.

I’ve had a truly beautiful day. I soaked in the sun to the sound of the ocean before me. I made friends, and laughed and danced with them. I shared a moment or two of genuine connection. I felt myself be tense, contract, become increasingly discomforted, and I watched myself be okay in all of it.

I am not the me of my old stories anymore. I am someone I am getting to know by witnessing how I emerge in all the varied moments of my day. It’s incredible to get to see the beauty in me.

I am full, and I am wanting.

I had this beautiful day that filled me up. Now, I want to be soft and tender. I want to be vulnerable with someone, and with myself. I want to experience my heart on the surface of my skin. In a touch. In a look. In a word, whispered.

I have so much in me that I want to share. I want to see and be seen in this place. In this full-hearted, embodied place.