I have come to a place in my life, this sort of hyper-awareness of my every thought. I plunge deeper into who I am and what my role here in this human-ness I am meant to play out, at least in this lifetime. I sit here, full of thoughts in a mind that creates so much beauty and tragedy at the same time. I sit here, feeling ripples of excitement for my life and for others lives. Scared about what is to come and all of the shifting that is taking place. I wonder why I worry about finding the perfect beloved to fill the spaces in between and why my own self is not always good enough. I sit here, looking out at the trees with the sounds of cars and trains fluttering by and wonder, why the noise?
I wonder, and wonder at how I got to this space. This space of form, which is space and which is form at the same time. I wonder why I wonder and where two forms meet there is space, yet space that is filled with something that seems so tangible and so real, yet it is not. I dance in this wonder, I bask in this wonder, I create all of this wonder. And then I realize, its all a dream....
