The other day I had a conversation with my body and she told me I am safe.
She told me I am at home and surrounded by love.
She told me that I am safe because I choose to listen to her after all these years. After all these generations.
She told me I am at home because I have put bloodsweatandtears into building her up.
She told me I am surrounded by love because I am love.
I cried hard. Cried hard for all the years I didn’t listen, for the years I broke her house down, for the years I was love to everyone else but her.
I cried and then let it go for that very last time because now I know with more certainty than ever before: she is free.