Knowing our truth and living our truth are two separate things. Though we may understand the distinction, we are hesitant to engage – frightened that this lifting of veil might expose what we’re as of yet unwilling to see.
But that’s the joy of life, now isn’t it? That we may continuously transform our capacity to appreciate the subtleties of our impermanence.
Unsettling? Yes, though imagine our course in turning away. Would we know the measure of our courage, the wisdom gained through benefit of experience?
Even the silence is deliberate; the harmonies of this earth bending to reach…her silent song encouraging our faith.
And, bidding always to remember: just as we are swept away, there is always a journey home.
In peace, my loves…
Namaste ❤