"In the MIddle of It All," by Lisa N.

Here I stand

A lone survivor with a crew of others shipwrecked by their own disaster, many more fatal than mine

Guilt for my weakness for my suffering despite the gifts I’ve been given....that others have not been so lucky…but yet my pain feels so real

"Comparison keeps us separate" I heard once from a wise fellow traveller

It is time to let that go so that I may resume my role here … as a wonderful perfect flawed agonized and elated part of this intricate collection of molecules and thoughts and particles and energy and vibrations

Surrounded with love support and kindness I can flow on the wavelength of life 

Remember that I am connected to you all 

to your pains 

and to  your joys 

when you suffer I suffer 

through your joy I receive the vibration of your passion

One particle bounces down, another reacts against it.. akin to an electrical charge that can restart a heart

Ours beat together in perfect rhythm and synchronicity. 

Ask me to explain it all I cannot. 

it’s a trip, that’s for sure, being in the middle of it all. 

So majestic the glory. So painful the agony. So sweet the wonderment.

Here I am in the middle of it all.