Changing skins

It feels like centuries since the last time I sat like this in the Cave. I have been absent and distant and the dwarves have been extremely lazy. There is dust everywhere. The gold and precious stones are opaque and the virgins have grown fat and ugly. Some have eloped with villagers. No doubt my hibernation took way too long. It was that trip to my inner self. It took longer than I expected and just a tad more difficult than I foresaw. It warped my thoughts and unglued my being, making it thin and disperse like plumes of smoke.

I didn't achieve the goals I had set for that journey but the fact that things didn't go according to expectations does not mean it was all for nothing. Often we make plans and we consider a failure if those plans do not work out. If we are too self-absorbed we might miss to see that, despite our disappointment, things worked for the better. Yes, blows and falls and tears in darkness might work better than our best wishes for ourselves. You know why? Because more often than not, we have absolutely no idea of what we really want, or worse, what we really need. Sometimes we are like kids wanting to eat candy all day and we lack the vision of the harm this can bring in the long run.

Being warped, unglued and lost in an inner journey leaves a mark. A BIG one.

One never comes back to what one used to be. I am not and will never be the same dragon. I changed skins many times and eventually, I ended up overall morphing. Since my Ninja Muse is essentially the creative part of me, she morphed big time as well. We even stopped our constant bickering. We understood I don't "have to be" the boss all the time, neither does she. We're just starting negotiations but we'll be writing here more for sure.

2016 couldn't have a better or more extraordinary start. I would dare to say a miracle happened at 12.01. I felt it. Light and rebirth and a far better knowledge of myself. Like that song says,

"It's a new dawn,
it's a new day,
it's a new life,
For me."

Dragon Hugs!