Balancing of Opposites

Electric Shock: A journal page from a few days ago... 

There's this balancing of opposites always taking place. Sometimes my heart feels so soft and tender, easily bruised, and broken. Other times strong, and gigantic, overflowing with wisdom and electric shock. 

The things that sometimes fill the empty spaces.... I don't quite know how to make room. Not all the time. Or a way to quell the fear. The lonely irrational thoughts that come whooshing in. I trust the time will come when I roll the windows down and let it all go ~ rushing out ~

Over my shoulder. It'll all be tossed to the wind, to the static embrace of the channel changing and saving. This'll all be smooth sailing, one day.

xo, 

Carissa