For me.

Passion sits at the edge of my feet, painted in colors I am not yet able to perceive....

but I feel it in the atmosphere.....the air around me, the feelings that allow me to exist. Alchemy begins.....and it is excruciating;

My body turns, twists, and everything inside of me collides.......into something lighter.

I whisper to myself "This is for me, not against me."

Those words open the portal of surrender.......and I sink.

I let myself be tormented by the painful beauty of Change......and I adapt like a chameleon. I close my eyes, breathe into myself, and I make no faces of agony......

but rather, I let my spirit take me elsewhere......where the pain is no longer,

the suffering subsides.

My body recognizes my grace....and she no longer forces her healing upon me......

it can simply flow, without harm, without force........

I become alchemy in real time, in tangible form.

This is FOR me.