There was an obvious fork in the road. What looked like it could have been the last journey, turned out to be a new beginning. Despite the hardships of staying down under and keep swimming against the tide, strength and inspiration was restored by merging forces with the genuine masters. So many rare pearls miraculously appeared in my hand and was fully recieved. So many merky clouds of doubt washed away by clarity.
Theyre not letting me go, instead Im pulled under, and loving it.
Continuing this magical journey of no-self discovery. Diving deeper in to the depths, instead of floating back to the polished surface. Reflecting and being reflected. Joyous and frightened. Relieved and heroic. Strengthened and furious. Leaving all compromises a side. Acomodating the sceptics no more. Stepping in further - full on. Both duckfeet in the water. Allowing the wetness to be. No more learning to swim, just giving up in to the glorious ocean of wisdom, in union with a softened heart. The surface more distant then ever. Happy New Year!
