Will you let me in to see your tears? Your pain? Your disappointment?
Will you let me see how badly your heart has ached and for how long it has been empty?
Will you let me know that you are tender and pure and strong all at the same time?
Will you let me know you enough to be touched by you?
And then will you let me love you?
What dreams were squashed?
What love have you longed for?
What is inside you that needs to see daylight again?
What words need to tumble out?
What breath needs to breathe, and what river is it seeking to find?
What is trying to emerge from the ashes of your life?
What person is locked in stone and wants you to chisel them out?
What is trying to find light?
What must you push through to be nourished by that light?
What calls you?
What do you want?
And who do you want it from?
What wants to find you?
What questions brought you here to this place?
What questions will help you move forward?
What opening do you need to find?
What is emerging that is interesting to you?
What color is calling you into it?
And who is with you when you are there in that color?
What age is the younger self that wants you to find it?
What time is it there?
What is whispering in your ear?
Where is the hope?
Where is the promise?
Who will hold your hand, you ask?
What offerings do I have to share with you?
What can I give you?
How can I help?