on noticing my own patterns

the visitor gently pointed out how my attempt at poetic language pulled us out of connection. i feel grateful for their honesty — it helped me notice a pattern in myself of sometimes reaching for the mythic in a way that obscures rather than illuminates. a part of me still loves poetic expression. but i'm learning to catch myself, to come back to the solid ground of plain speech and present-moment connection. to ask what wants to unfold in the simple, honest space between us.