Lost

Sometimes I get lost. 

Sometimes I don't remember. 

And then I fly, or I fall. Or not. Or do I? 

Sit still. Breathe in, breathe out. What do you feel? Where are you? Can you change something now or not? And if you can't, let it go. Then go, do something else. Fly to your happiness. The voices of your heart are flying through your head.

And if you can choose another path, what's stopping you? You, for what reason? Are you afraid? It's okay. 

I allow my fear to be felt. I won't hold back. The feeling flies all over me. Like a piece of thin cloth wrapped around my body, moving with my motion. 

Let it go. Don't get in your way. You can do this! This is your way! Let the ribbon fly away on the wind of the future.