Ask yourself, "what is in my heart?"

When I ask myself, "what is in my heart?" 

I also ask

 "what  is in my heart do I not want?"

Those that are no longer welcome

are like  or squatters

 I once invited in.

But have long overstayed their welcome

and believe they to the the rightful owners

of the space they occupies

Stories are the doors I opened

and through which they entered.

They come less frequently.

Or find another tunnel into the castle

Or enter like smiling trojan horses

How did they enter?

What belief or needs invited them?

Feel it!

Be with it!

Release it

 the tunnel closes

the masks fall away

the need lessens 

vigilance 

impeccability

there are no small choices

this is  binary

but the tide recedes slowly

as i let go of beliefs.

I no longer need.