Willy go round in circles…

Circles. Circle of life. Running in circles. Life comes full circle. Sewing circle. Vicious circle. Semi circle. Winners circle. Willy go round in circles. That’s what I thought those lyrics said, but they don’t. Lots of circles. What I’m thinking about is…the inner circle. I think more and more about feeling unsafe. The obvious causeContinue reading “Willy go round in circles…”

A cat on a skyscraper…

In processing “safe” today, something popped out at me. Many things actually. Physically nor psychologically do I feel safe. My chest is burning, I’m afraid to go to sleep because I don’t know if I’ll wake up. A regular experience. More to come on that… But something I thought was particularly interesting and ironic wasContinue reading “A cat on a skyscraper…”