Immense.
Once we realize how immense we are,
we no longer fixate on the parts.
We see through the illusion of fragments.
No thought defines us.
No wound confines us.
No title completes us.
No failure reduces us.
No victory elevates us.
We are not the noise of the moment—
we are the vastness that holds it.
We stop collecting pieces of ourselves
as though we were ever incomplete.
We stop editing our being
to make it palatable for others.
We stop chasing meaning
in things that were never meant to last.
We begin to rest—
not in stillness,
but in wholeness.
We become space.
We become presence.
We become everything we were trying to find.
We are Space Monkey..
Oak Bluffs,
7/28
Leave a Reply