The crisp breath from the winds that blow from the city. A desire to take the wind given as reassuring protection to take flight and glide in its direction. The only story given to live challenges the script you planned for yourself. There is only one plan for your script etched since birth.
Too often, someone will feel out of place in this world created for us. We are the embodiment of human personality and behavior. The dimensional perspective given to us only allows a perspective of fear and isolation. With love and guidance, we can open up ourselves and recognize our oneness as a species.
I too chase a feeling that is comfortable to me. As any other, deep in my soul I crave a sense of love and freedom. With eyes closed and an open heart, I realize it is easy to ground and reconnect to the Mother. I recognize it is harder to find peace and steady vibration when all you are surrounded with is loud chaos of the perceptive world.
This feeling of tender love from the Mother is hard to describe when it slips away from your neglect and distraction. With patient reconnection, all senses are crisp and airy. I see the dimensions of the Sun and the shades of light from our star. The cold is refreshing at the cheeks and fingertips. It’s almost as if the body desires nothing else but the fullness of the current moment, and the stillness bringing warmth to the cold and uneasy body. The unnecessary cravings run away. An urge to seek quick peace and joy from an artificial source disappears. The need and dependence for physical attachment releases. Only a vision of the stillness and a floating sensation cradling the soul.
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