Life happens. It doesn’t question, though it seems endlessly curious. It doesn’t force, though it frequently shows immense, patient, world-creating power. It doesn’t wait, though it allows for the perception of time to pass.
Tag: presence
How do you know you aren’t living your soul’s purpose, contract, agreement, or whatever you want to label it?
The infernal barriers are energetic, etheric, intangible and pre-conceptual, yet our mind desperately tries to quantify, categorize, ground and encapsulate them anyway.
The challenge for an artist, or seeker, observer, conscious student and activist, is the very real need for solitude.
it never stops
though sometimes
it’d be easier
if it did
for a few breaths
but that isn’t the truth