How many of us spend our lives searching?
We dig. We scrape. We look backwards and forwards, hoping that we might find something that defines our fragile self.
Some search vicariously for themselves in others, in ruinous relationships or others still, in mountain caves, sunrises and star-lit skies.
It is a bitter and churlish idea to those eternal seekers that meeting one’s true Self only begins where the searching ends.
To finally sit, gently lean into and all together embrace every bit of me as I Am, is to meet Divinity in every dewy blade of grass and every fly caught in each spider’s web.
To know that I Am in ALL moments, the fullness of all creation, is a relief the likes of which I will never be able to articulate perfectly.
It is unnecessary.
To fleetingly taste that Bliss of honey-like sweetness in a single moment is enough.
It is to know without hesitancy that all of the travelling, the seeking and the searching has led full circle, back to the infinity that I Am.
And I am so grateful for that.
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