This is life. Right here, right now.
That exchange between your coffee cup and your waiters hand. You have a moment and right away you feel that magic.
The sun touching you, at exactly the right spot, the very same spot it touched you yesterday.
Nothing else matters, but right here, right now.
Life is just way too precious, to be anything else. Anything but magic, when moments so light, so full of joy or in that moment of clarity and so much peace.
I’m cutting myself off, from our life source.
I’m climbimg all these mountains, that I don’t need to climb.
I’m choosing, this madness that I’m creating.
Am I trying to stop myself from feeling.
Looking so much to be free, when freedom never left me.
It’s all okay, because you are worth the wait. I still need a little bit more time to find myself.
My longings, are my own. This is the place that I have had to come to.
This place, where I no longer need to desire or yearn or even crave. This place right here, where all that I need to feel, I already do within every part of me.
I will get to that place, when I’m dancing. That sweet, sweet place where you will see me fly.
I had forgotten how good a coffee tasted. I had forgotten how good the world tasted.
So I gave myself the permission to stop just that little bit more.
I realised that it’s okay to tell myself that it’s the clouds that are really moving, and not the sky.
I realised that it was okay to talk to a stranger, to talk to a dog as if it were a person.
That just to feel the warmth of the sun touching my back is enough.
I realised that it was okay to enjoy the rain, that it not only cleanses the earth but it cleanses me too.
I realised, the sun and the rain can wake us up, if we just let it.