그렇게 여름은 지나갔다.

that was the summer, the summer of hurt and loves, of emotions, of connections, of knowing what's possible; what is possible when we let ourselves feel, fully, and are honest with ourselves, and find vulnerable spaces when it reverberates.

I am and will forever be stunned by the magic of what happens when people are able to enter into full vulnerability together, when we let ourselves be who we are, and feel what we feel. I imagine flows and loops moving between us in magical, special ways that are impossible to articulate. existing blocks made of fear acknowledged, the electric fence turned off, and our fears part of a dance we call being, letting myself, then ourselves, be whoever we want to be. I have had conversations that I never thought I would be able to have.

to be brutally honest is incredibly scary. to be honest is electrifying, to be honest. it means to relax some muscles we've been holding for the longest time, that have constituted who we are, that have shaped our being. but at the same time, we can let ourselves also be us, and who we are.