Co-creating is an empowering prospect until I experience the pressure of it. The weight of reciprocal forces nudging me and simultaneously being shaped by me. It’s a challenge to know where the external ends and the internal begins. I am influenced and shaped, and I influence and shape.

Never mind the rollercoaster. Either the locus of control for my contribution lies within me, or it doesn’t. I can be tossed around on the endless back and forth of complexity, or I can center on the values that move me.

The fact that reciprocity exists is proof of my own substance.