My Heart is an Egg

This feeling of not wanting to perform has become increasingly intense for me. I even cancelled two auditions. They just didn't seem that important to me. But it's not that I don't want to continue my commitment to performance as an artist. It really is that I'm tired of performing my identity. I'm interested in pursuing a path of performance that is about contacting Being.

I was feeling said around this issue yesterday. Pausing to take in the experience revealed a sense of wounding in my heart. This is something I have often experienced. As I felt into the wounding, I felt a hole open up and something escaping. It was like a release of heavy air. This lightening effect was soothing. At the end of the experience, my heart appeared to me like a giant white ostrich egg, sitting in a delicate gold stand. This was a completely new experience for me. It felt as if something had finally ended and that something new was waiting to rebirth.