Doorways Traveler
Doorways Traveler

morning thoughts.

today, i release myself of the habit to sidewind the narrative.

i just want to wrap myself in the tenderness of devotion, and allow for the possibility that there is no such thing as too much good. that when the well overflows, the surplus can be shared.

i question whether the stories that i see while i sleep are premonition or fear; when the subconscious beckons wisdom or the wrong wolf.

how long can we go, happy and fulfilled, before something slithers up between us? human rubble from some quake that might not even be our own.

in the end, i want to feel enlightened and free.
exhausted of agony and loose in my connective tissue.
honest and unfettered.
holy and here.

Once the soul awakens, the search begins and you can never go back. ~John O’Dononhue

(text in image above is also from John O’Donohue, Anam Cara)

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Doorways Traveler
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