Day 12 December Haiku Month... ... ... ... ...Peace is in knowingOne is made of many feelingsBut none define “me”... ... ... ... ... Started this piece when I went to a @s.neubert weaving as meditation class. In our group meditation, I found a shape to my anxiety and the stress that is underneath it. That’s where that wall of black came in. My difficult feelings are a constricting, encompassing tornado at times, which I have to soften around and let blow through. What’s great about understanding the color and texture of those feelings is that I can back off of them and know they don’t define me. That is really easier said than done. However, I know I am composed of thousands of other feelings and thoughts. Not one of those feelings or thoughts can define me. They are all just a part of the experience of being human. That sort of gentle approach to feelings is what helps me let go. Oh, that and a lot of laughing at myself.