Being connected to someone so closely can give a certain sense of peace.
Knowing that wherever & whatever happens,
Spirit will remain in tact.
Seeking inspiration-
I look to words, in pages,
for a seed & spark.
Hopeful, Sadness, Introspection-
The mantras, that never seem to work,
The trying,
For lightness.
What are we if only in our meager choices?
Reflection garners;
Life nuggets,
Thru the lens of an ally,
One may ponder-
How well can you really know another?
When the other does not traverse a path
of true self enlightenment.
Not perceived for outward accolades/
A mirage of sorts to cover true unrest.
In spite of realization.
We are but echoes of our own small decisions.
Tiny, countless, little ones daily.
What if she never went to that party?
Or never moved down south?...
What if, What if, What if....
"What gives you your greatest feeling of importance?"
She asks herself
"Teaching, performing well, Being prepared to serve"
Sounds familiar,
If it all were only that easy-
To wager a lifetime of success,
All in recognition.
For a less traversed, more meaningful path.
Making peace in the knowing, that
Sometimes the practice
Is not being good or getting it "right"
But simply - showing up.
Averting stumbles of passing hurdles,
The reams of distraction,
To allow for core awakening
Where true art resides inside.
Action of nothingness required to
Cultivate consciousness.
Slow down,
Sitting still,
A moment longer-
In the silence,
Hear the whisper
That guides you home.
...
And then act.
Up again.
With great trust knowing,
In bits, are not forevers.
But a constant practice of shooting arrows,
Etching incandescent pathways on the greater arc.
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