It feels like a digging. You can feel the ground turn over as it moves to make way for the roots. There’s a oneness to it.

There is an ache for the balance it brings me. The wholeness. Emotions in me that I once thought lost, have graced themselves in my heart and I am astounded.

I wonder how I have made it so long without it. No more wandering and settling my heart here or there.

My mind has a home. I have a beginning and an end, both in a day and purpose.

Thank you, Passion.