“I used to spin in circles for hours
Until I spun myself right out of reality
And into another place, another dimension
Where I was this bright ball of light
And no one could touch me. No one could even get near enough
Because the way I moved was unearthly.
And as I grew up, I stopped spinning in circles
Trading hours of euphoria for responsibilities, a job, a life I didn’t necessarily feel connected to.
Who was this person staring back at me in the mirror? Where was the little girl who rushed home from school
Barreling into the living room, closing all the curtains
In preparation for her departure to another time in space?
Where was she? And more importantly,
How do I get her back?”
It took several years before divine intervention stepped in
Taking both my hands and looking so intently at my face
Into my soul.
Finally, the face in front of me was my 8-year old self
Missing a tooth and smiling so genuinely
Raising her index finger and jabbing once at my heart.
“You never lost her. She has been inside her all along.”