Medicine to Unstuck

Feeling stuck in many ways. Once upon a recent time I filled a small vessel with sacred tears, creating a medicinal concoction to be applied when stuck. Wanting to reach for the container, unseal it’s lid, apply the potion. Knowing that the vessel is empty. The tears dried up in the heat. There were only a few to begin with. I was remiss. I had a waterfall of tears and couldn’t be bothered with holding a thimble under the force of the falls. In those moments of wailing I could only be the force. 

The background music. The song I am replaying obsessively today.  I like this video with the music, too. Suits my mood.

Missing the desert.

Knee is tight.