Journeying

The journey of a thousand miles, begins with one step

Lao Tzu

I was raised to think.

All these things that I thought.

I have now have to unlearn.

I recognised and understood what I am.

When I did,

lost,

awake,

wept,

purged,

reborn,

alive,

cured,

weaving,

creating,

loving,

realising,

who I am,

I am,

that I am,

Love.

Light.

Journeying.

Throught the ages.

Throught the elements,

Fire,

water,

air,

earth,

ether,

Through galaxies,

here,

there,

everywhere,

near,

there,

and

faraway,

Sirius felt close,

Earth distant.

Reborn,

Confident.

What is, is.

Nothing I believed to be true is real.

Everything that felt real is not true.

Understanding that I am.

That I am.

Love.

Light.

The wisdom is within.

I just have to remember.

Journeying.

With absolute confidence,

creating,

trusting,

believing,

letting go,

making space,

surrendering to what is,

being,

without doing anything.

Yo lo Creo/

I believe, and so it is.