Selva Adentro

For a while I had silenced my instincts and became afraid of the more tender side of me. The aching creature, the one that I would listen to when I’m not chasing but wandering.

I was sanitised from my very own nature. I felt stuck, I had to stop.

This marks the start of a conversation with my more vulnerable self, an ongoing negotiation of boundaries between my fantasies and my reality, between the refined women that needs to survive in a highly competitive environment and the untamed being that just wants to roam free.

I go back and forth reconciling with the silenced parts, the hurt parts, and the exhausted parts of my psyche. I opened doors I had forgotten existed, I cut through denser areas. Frustration allowed me to create movement, make peace with my vulnerability and tune back with my instinct.