Being lost – is not necessarily a good thing. I was lost with Prince; didn’t know who I was or where I was going. I lost myself in Tenderness, and that was necessary and painful, but it was inspiring and constructive. Am I prepared to lose myself in this love? I don’t know. Part of me is scared. I’m scared of getting hurt again; I’m scared of giving it all and getting burned again. But being scared is part of the ride – there has to be a risk. You know this Sunflower. I was cushioned and protected by the water in my meditation. I’ve got to trust.
Diary of a Sunflower: 1 February, Year 2.
