mid point
half the year gone. fluttered by like butterfly's carrying thoughts across the universes. now is mid point of perception, reflection. that which is ever eternal but ever changing. what was the answer now becomes the roots of yet another journey. only ever digging roots down into the earth only to reach forth branches for the sun again and agian and again.
i find myself called to travel, final destination unknown. old ways of living, of being are slowing but surely falling away. tenderly, with love, comapssion and heartfelt sadness at times as they lay down to rest with the wildflowers and moss. all in its time. the harder we try to keep time still, to keep everything just so, perfect. the harder time pushes to make the differences known, felt and experienced.
this is our journey to keep going, to keep trying with new eyes and trusting hearts even when the road has been harsh and unwelcoming. lonely and unjust. it's about coming back to you each and every time. knowning within that the very essence of you is spectacular and able to achieve anything.
it's about looking fear dead straight in the eyes and saying, with respect, "thank you kindly but sod off"
i find myself called to travel, final destination unknown. old ways of living, of being are slowing but surely falling away. tenderly, with love, comapssion and heartfelt sadness at times as they lay down to rest with the wildflowers and moss. all in its time. the harder we try to keep time still, to keep everything just so, perfect. the harder time pushes to make the differences known, felt and experienced.
this is our journey to keep going, to keep trying with new eyes and trusting hearts even when the road has been harsh and unwelcoming. lonely and unjust. it's about coming back to you each and every time. knowning within that the very essence of you is spectacular and able to achieve anything.
it's about looking fear dead straight in the eyes and saying, with respect, "thank you kindly but sod off"