Feet on the ground

It's such an odd feeling to not know what life holds for me at this very moment, yet to know that it holds so much more than it did yesterday.

I'm numb, then hurt, then elated, then insecure, then determined.

Mostly, I think, I think this is coming… Freedom.

In thought, in breath, in being. In thought

mostly I think, I think this is coming… Light 

Everything is a possibility, never a certainty.

That is beautiful. That is freedom.

 

 

5 Responses to “Feet on the ground”

  1. pourquoi moi? En dit que:
    November 5th, 2006 at 7:53 pm

    Light might hurt when one has been too long in the dark.

    But light will reveal all the colors.

  2. DAVE En dit que:
    November 5th, 2006 at 11:57 pm

    Only no-mind is freedom. No-mind is when nothing needs to be added or subtracted.

    Remember, if you see the light you have to come back down in the cave to free us all from the shadows on the wall.

  3. Patrick En dit que:
    November 6th, 2006 at 12:32 pm

    On ne sait jamais ce que la vie nous réserve. Aujourd’hui, demain, l’année prochaine. C’est pour ça qu’on doit tout saisir tout de suite comme si c’était la dernière fois.

  4. swan_pr En dit que:
    November 6th, 2006 at 9:15 pm

    pourquoi moi: and the shade too. there is always some shadows.

    dave: I promise. my light will always be yours.

    patrick: ou la première…

  5. Patrick En dit que:
    November 6th, 2006 at 11:23 pm

    Voilà ! La vie n’a plus de secret pour toi maintenant ! ;-)

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