I had to sacrifice everything I knew, the imaginary wall to move in the right direction, to take care of myself, my body, my mind, my spirit. I had to withdraw from the race, go the opposite way of the finish line back to the starting point. Some would say I was going backwards, but I knew going backwards actually meant I was going forwards.
Coming back to what you thought you already knew could teach you more than you thought you could ever know. When all of this is confirmed, one will find out the finish line and the starting point are illusions, the journey was all there was and ever will be, all you have to do is be, and by being you will always love and be loved, by being you will always be love.
We have known every truth since we were put on earth. As we grow, we learn surface layer truths disguising us from the actual picture to allow us to fit into a society not meant for the human being. If we live out the same truth we understood since day one, we would not fit into society, we are taught this is bad so we twinkle around the truth and play the lost card just so we could fit in. Some twinkle around the truth and then become too consumed in their role they are playing. Then we build something to mimic the truth, something that is not quite the purest form, but is the closest to it. We use our love to navigate this platform we have built and then we attach to it and forget our pure truth again. Always remember we have it all, build a platform, have fun, and move with love, then do it all again. If it all fails, cool, do it again, then don’t do it anymore, then do it again. Love some more, love yourself, then love her and love him, then love yourself again! Enjoy, have fun, love!
Mind embedded in Velcro with love notes attached by scotch tape, written by me, written for my mind to always speak to me, good or bad, I will always be its counterpart. I will never eat until I can’t hear it, I will never drink until I can’t see it, I won’t hump until it is gone, I won’t snort until I am numb to it. I will hug it until it trusts. Although sometimes I will leave and detach, I will never abandon, for I know it always wants me to listen!
Getting to know the person deep within, the person inside of you at the very core. Beneath the numerous layers of your shell. The person who stands at the very top of the watch tower and observes. The one who doesn’t judge people. The one who doesn’t judge anything. They do not judge because they see everything for what it really is. They see everything as the same, the same thing as themselves, the divine, love. The person deep within does not know judgement, they only know acceptance. They accept everything, all that is bad and all that is good, because they know it is all the same, like positive and negative on the same battery. They understand nothing matters because everything is a play. At the same time, they understand everything is exactly the way it is supposed to be. They don’t feel the need to change anyone, to motivate anyone, to heal anyone, they understand it is not necessary. They understand everyone has their own journey and each person’s creases will unfold in the perfect moment. They understand not everything is ideal which in turn makes everything perfect. They understand imperfection is perfection. They understand portions are abundance. They understand not enough is plenty. Sometimes they will observe behind layers and layers of surface identities, they will always observe, still they will never judge. They see the mind for what it is, a tool programmed to keep the vehicle it temporarily resides in alive. They know the mind is sensitive, they know the mind has intuition programmed in doubt and fear. They understand the mind is sensitive, they understand the mind needs a hug. They understand our vehicles were given two arms for our mind. They understand our vehicle was given those two arms to spread simultaneously and reach around us as far as they could go. They notice once the arms are fully straightened, closing them close to their body and clasping is essential. The person deep inside these layers understands the mind wants a hug. They understand we will get many hugs in our life, but the mind will never be satisfied until the hug comes from the arms of its very own vehicle. Beneath layers of surface identities lays the observer. Spend some time with this person, get to know this person. For this is person is you! You are love!