Immortality

Immortality is finding one’s inner congruency and tapping into the body’s innate knowledge of healing.

It’s when very sick (likely with COVID) for a month straight, battling back the symptoms with vitamins, herbs, and rest – while the powerful virus vies to convince me it will kill me.

It’s facing that terror, looking it straight in the face, and holding on with sheer determination, refusing to surrender to data stacked into “inevitabiliy.”

It’s choosing to sync with symbolism and metaphor more directly aligned with one’s philosophy, when reality refuses nourishment and clemency.

Like reaching to meld through transition like a phoenix, as my soul bursts into painful flame to burn off past damage – and then from the ashes of my former self, I’m consciously reborn.

It’s in clinging to the concept of a woman who phases into a dragon, where man once sought to distort my power. Now as a shifter into the ethereal, I’ll never be chained in my heart’s dungeon again.

Someday, we might tap into our cells being able to constantly rejuvenate. But until then, immortality is a state where I heal while I hibernate.

When I emerge again into the sun, and darkness is cast away from me, I will know my life is won, and I am free to be more who I want to be.