We enter and exit alone - Sacred space to sacred space. In our galleries, we're joined by Curators of Authority as we Seek to fill our plinths and frames. Father, Mother, sister, brother - Make us an image of self. Teacher, professor, advisor - Make us an image of self. Friends, bullies, bully friends - Make us an image of self. Personality, society - Make us an image of self. Stroke by stroke, chiseled and chipped, Our art is displayed for Criticism and commentary. We stalk our galleries - Ready to tarnish the images Rather than burnish. Ready to deface Rather than honor. Amid the ugliness, if we allow them, Helper listeners emerge. They guide us into Wise Mind and support us as We reframe our broken images into Neutral acceptance. Our artistic revisions move us into Transition with peace and We emerge whole - Full of our own possibility.