hello, epiphany

It's day 5 of the cleanse, and there you are. Well, one of you, I assume - I suspect there may be more of you out there, waiting for the right moment to appear - when I'm ready. You showed up in slightly less dour trappings than you might have, even a few months ago. That was interesting in and of itself. But this time, rather than under the guise of dysfunction, you were inner being coming to sit down at the kitchen table for a chat. Finally. Mugs in hand, we faced each other and sat in silence, all the communication being non-verbal, running behind the scenes in a river ambling sweetly on the back forty.

I asked you, "Why?" And you answered, "You know. You've always known. It's right there, rather than deeply hidden underneath layers of pain. You can pick it up and look at it."

So I did.  Quietly. No drama. Just reminiscences. Speculation on my part, followed by substantiation.

Oh.

That's why. Jealousy, abandonment, approval-seeking, neediness, unworthiness - just a mirage, a facade. A story.

To let go of.