New keyboard

Inside me there is this bubble of happiness, tugging, lifting me, carrying me, and though there is lot to concern me and weigh me down, that irrepressible bubble is there. 

There is joy and friendship and love and family. We are warm and loving and silly together. Bubbles in the stream.

Remember when you are happy, acknowledge and sing it.

I let go the anchor. I’d been gripping on so hard and so long, my fingers didn’t know what it was to unbend and to feel the bloodflow.

Let the blood sing. 

Let the storm blow.

Let me spin and spin.