I’ve been doing a deep dive into some inner work. The time has come. You know when you get that message? Your inner voice whispers -- it’s TIME -- do the next level of excavation! This stuff is embedded pretty down deep in the bedrock, but I feel it loosening and dissolving rather willingly. Though I’m in the thick of it, it’s not stressful or traumatic, like it might have been in the past. I don’t feel constantly triggered, I’m not acting out, or in despair. This time around there’s more of a healthy distance, as if I’m taking an observer’s birds eye view.