Some words resonate like a tuning fork, humming to the vibration of my state of mind. These words are not always beautiful, but their pitch is perfect. I feel as if they are written on my heart. Sometimes I look for them, sometimes they find me. I guess it will go on like this – wondering how to name a seemingly new pain or joy, only to find a word as familiar as an old friend is already waiting inside.
This word is on my mind every morning. Sitting still, with eyes closed, looking for a spot of tenderness toward myself has turned my life inside out.
A very hard word.