I remember what it felt like to be inside the circle, but still waiting.
Waiting for the signal, for the ok that I could play my role.
But the signal was put off – denied – left to whither in the rut of another’s languished awakening.
These rooms entered into by intention can become shallow without another willing participant.
Is it better to stay as a solitary unit?
For then, there are only so many roles one may take, and power of how to act in the rise or fall is clearly in one’s own hands.
I worry I will close off and never take another chance.
I don’t want to be a victim of circumstance.
