Hmmm, home.

Aha yeah. Uh no no no. Hmmm, phew.

A lightning bolt hits truth in deep meditation. Suddenly, on the dance floor, I know. A forest creature whispers in tongues. Clarity woven into haunting dreams.

Where knowing beyond words dance with the rhythm of breath, I enter the heart’s labyrinth. Paradoxes mess with my mind. Down on my knees, I surrender. A river of silence pours out, carrying the wisdom of ages. I am home.

Related Blogposts

The rain lashes, the wind whips, many damp people groan and tut at the audacity of a wet winter. A journey; a long one with bags of objects that would be considered entirely surplus. We arrive and are left in the absence of tension. The scent in the air is…