The beautiful dance, for Internal balance.

being the balance
in the masculine
and the feminine dance,
is not easy.
it plays out in angry sequence
where there is
not fair
not right
and where one is doing its best
the other needs to understand,
to have patience
to accept
and to love the other.

each is pulling at the end of an imaginary rope,
and one is yelling
and one is wailing
but night falls into day
and there is action,
and day falls into night
and there is washing and wading through tides of emotion.

each can call out in pain
but the other needs to listen,
not to be defensive
and not to pull around themselves a fortress so that the other cannot enter.

it is in the weakness that there is strength.
It is in the weakness
that there is connection.
Until there is connection
there is isolation, where we decide we are alone and unsupported,
that is then called into being and becomes the reality.
we connect in the weaknesses that hold the gaps into which the other can enter.....
to invite and to accept
to push out judgment
and to just hold.

To hold in the dance of holding, and breathing
is to give the time to the other....
the dance gets stronger
faster
until colours blur
and the two become merged into one blessed union, each stronger together then they ever were alone.

Until we respect and honour those spots of weakness, they remain the scar tissue that get thicker and more stubborn, and angrier with time...

Michaela.