Deep breathing and darkness.
I sit silently.
Waiting for you.
I have forgotten your name.
I am uncertain I have met you before.
My thoughts circle as I ponder why I wait.
Hesitance almost makes me leave.
The slightest creak of the floor boards release me from my anxious waiting and allows me to breathe.
Although I have forgotten your name, I will wait.
Waiting for ever.
I have been told you are a beautiful angel.
I have heard that you are a brave warrior.
I have seen your creation.
I have seen your reflection.
Someone told me there was something behind the shadows.
I spread the word also.
When you ask what it is
You are silenced.
When you hear the answer
You are deafened.
When it is felt
You are numbed
I will wait.
Word is that if you wait for it
It will see your patience.
Word is that if you think about it
It will see your intelligence.
Word is that if you work towards it
It will see your strength and endurance.
So I continue to wait.
Alone in the darkness.
All one to be
Who is it?
A voice in my head reflects the question.
I..
I can’t speak.
"Think more than you speak"
"How do you get rid of the pain of having pain in the first place? You get rid of expectations"
"You are everything that is. Open yourself to the love and understanding that is available."
"To see God, you have to have met the Devil."
"When you know how to listen, everyone becomes a guru."
" One time, I didn't do anything, and it was so empty... Almost as if I wasn't doing anything. Then I wrote about it. It was fulfilling."