Don't count me out...I'm standing here

I backed out of a lot of rooms 

I sampled different gatherings 

I did my best; imperfectly

I stood alone 

held hands with strangers 

learned languages 

experienced near death 

near life 

extreme pain and fear 

extreme pleasure and blessings

I now choose to re-enter into the social soup with my newfound humility and compassion,  love,  inspiration,  deeper faith in something divine 

I am reentering my body 

it’s awkward  it’s beautiful sometimes  it’s difficult sometimes  it’s automatic and primal 

I am committed to the rest of this journey with me and you and with sound 

I am an offering   transmutable  ever-changing

here you go   what a trip   here we go