|Where I live for now...|
There are moments that are showing me this and one was while sitting with the soul of one of the aging horses who is probably coming to a closure of his lifetime. The horses continue to teach me. They are like giant, four legged balls of unedited love who have no restriction in offering or receiving--no scratchiness. He showed me the depth of my new state and how humans often pull away or create some form of protection. Now I see more clearly the state of scratchiness from both sides of the fence--mine and others.
The exploration of this is beginning. It feels overwhelming, out of control, and remarkably vulnerable at times, so when it is flaring up like a fire, I take a little time out to acknowledge it and let it run its course.