The Mystery of Me

by Louise Easton

The mystery of who I am becoming has brought me back to who I am!

The circle surrounding the real me, once small and centered,
then expanded and opened to greater horizons,
has become frayed at the edges from too much stretching....
from too much weight of going round and round
until the outer edge finally turns inward,
like a labrinyth I then find myself back
to the center, which is me,
which can now open myself up
to the outside
without having to step away
from the center, whose foot is grounded into the self.


A call back!

Look at me Louise,
find me,
do not hide from me
as you have been doing for so long.

I am not to be feared or shunned,
but to be embraced like a lover.

Have you not ever played hide and seek?
See you no longer remember scampering for a hiding place
to be alone,
even for only a few minutes,
to feel the pounding of exhilaration
as you cleverly, oh so cleverly, nestle yourself
in a place so foreign no on could find you – intrude on you!

You outdid them, until you, yourself are ready,
and then they will find you.
What joy!
How you laugh at the thought of exposing yourself,
of falling into the arms of protectors.
Welcome them back!
Allow them to breath life in and with you.
See the joy in their eyes,
the dancing light leading you away,
to separate again, but in this time
and place at a new starting point –
a new day to play and relish another game of hide and seek.