Everything is borrowed -:- we are all visitors here


i’ve been reflecting alot latley.

Feeling alot

finding my way back to the root of a feeling that has been with me for as long as i can remember.

it is a void in me

a dark spot

untouched by light*

although it yearns for the light, this void is a small cave, hidden away deep deep within myself

although hidden ~ it longs to be seen & recognized

to be healed

it is the ultimate threshold to cross to authenticity ~ a life dictated by the heart’s rhythm

not an ‘egoic’ control of external expectations

illusions created by false beliefs : conditioning : other people’s expectations : your own expectations

in all this searching and wandering around my own thoughts and feelings

the thought came to me : “What is really ours?”

Everything seems to be borrowed from all around us….nothing truly ours ~ ever changing.

my body doesn’t belong to me ~ a temporary dwelling, yes.

my children don’t belong to me ~ they came through me

my home & possessions don’t belong to me

my thoughts & emotions don’t even belong to me ~ they flow through me like a river if i allow them too.

every breath is borrowed until the next breath

everything is borrowed from somewhere else

i am a vessel through which things are born : no more no less

and once born of me ~ my creation is free ~ no longer MY

mirror of mirrors ~ reflections of infinite possibilities

what inspires me becomes a part of me

and comes around Full circle ((O))

Life is my mirror

it ripples

it storms

its chaos becomes tranquility

i borrow a beautiful sunset to fill me up ~ to find my way through another day

i drink in the beauty of landscape to get through the challenges : the mountains we all must climb >>>:<<<

We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, to learn, to grow, to love… and then we return home.

~ Australian aboriginal proverb ~
we are all visitors


2 thoughts on “Everything is borrowed -:- we are all visitors here

  1. Truth expressed very well… as far as words can capture the truth, the truth as you say, passing through as well, passing through the word you’ve written, these symbols.
    Truly, thanks!

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