Comfort and Pleasure

I have to feel safe enough
And comfortable enough to expand
Is that true?
When does the tipping point of curiosity and pleasure invite us to leave our comfort zone?
Does growth occur flanked by security?
Or is there some other mechanism altogether driving transformation?
What of desire…
How does it burn within you,
Invoking actions you don’t even see the end to
And what of how the entire web is in a constant dance of reconfiguration
Where what was a YES can become a NO in an instant
And a NO can subtly shift into a magnetizing YES…
Without your conscious consent
Do you listen, dear one?
To the dance between the beckoning and the emergence
In this multiverse comfort is mute
Because everything is full of emptiness
And, paradoxically in the focal point of your youness
Is safety a requirement
To leap off the cliff?
Or only a façade you haven’t yet dissolved…
Does the experience of pleasure entice or repulse you?
In the rejection of desire you may find yourself estranged from the very life force that animates you
And when you close the doors to pleasure you may very well be denying
the ebb and flow
expansion and contraction
ascension and descent
that is the elixir of consciousness asking,
How can I be human?