By the nature of balance, things come and go. The ones I love are drifters like me- we are lost and found. Often, it's in a change of perspective. We are in a complex sea of currents and tides. Sometimes they carry us away together, sometimes they send us in different directions, and sometimes they pull us together... The currents and tides that we drift within are the same as those which drift within and through us. My words simply are not from me, they are passing though me, just as I am not from any place I have been, but passing though... Home is not a place I am from. I am from no place (creates the illusion of separateness). Home is what I'm from. Love is my home, what I am from. I can be home when I'm drifting, when I am lost, when I am found. I'll strive to remember to keep my heart light, and trust the flow, so that I can be carried to wherever I am to go.
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 10:39 PM UTC
By the nature of balance, things come and go. The ones I love are drifters like me- we are lost and found. Often, it's in a change of perspective. We are in a complex sea of currents and tides. Sometimes they carry us away together, sometimes they send us in different directions, and sometimes they pull us together... The currents and tides that we drift within are the same as those which drift within and through us. My words simply are not from me, they are passing though me, just as I am not from any place I have been, but passing though... Home is not a place I am from. I am from no place (creates the illusion of separateness). Home is what I'm from. Love is my home, what I am from. I can be home when I'm drifting, when I am lost, when I am found. I'll strive to remember to keep my heart light, and trust the flow, so that I can be carried to wherever I am to go.
