loss of enchantment

when I was living a full-color life
I wasn’t enmeshed in the white noise of preparation mode as I am now

I belonged

I had trust

but somewhere along the way
I found myself in the grey
and now
trying to find my bearings
I am seeking the colors
and, in my search, I am swinging back and forth –in a bipolar fashion– between black and white ways of relating

self-reliance is a long, sometimes hard road towards re-enchantment

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