How do you know you aren’t living your soul’s purpose, contract, agreement, or whatever you want to label it?
Author: Trance
Artist. Writer. Truth seeker.
Life is quite bluntly asking us to step up, and to step in to the desires and shifts that have been churning away in the ethers and dust, in the space before, in potentiality, in dreams and pure imaginings.
The infernal barriers are energetic, etheric, intangible and pre-conceptual, yet our mind desperately tries to quantify, categorize, ground and encapsulate them anyway.
There are infinite ways to pick apart psychology. I strive to maintain an objective stance, but I am no expert and solely wish to unravel things more than to constrain them into simple black or white labels.
The challenge for an artist, or seeker, observer, conscious student and activist, is the very real need for solitude.