For each individual there is a
separate story, a separate struggle,
a separate contribution.
There are
those who play society's game who
bend their ethics, morals, wants to
fit social ambition. Knowing how to
appear and how to manipulate can
mean swift, sure gains. Their lives
reside in HAVING.
Then
there are those who live by their
own rules. Original souls who look
beyond the crowd, who see within
themselves and into others. Their
lives reside in BEING.
Who am I?
It's a
question defined by every choice we
make.
One
travels further and further on
unknown paths-
distilling what it is to be alive
uncovering the bones of reality.
Feelings
are such humble whispers-
One must closely and quietly,
surrender and trust without the
security of answers.
There is
an other realm, a space, a wordless
mixture of melancholy and ecstasy
..............a taste in the mind.
There is
a place, a peace from which to
pursue perfection and progress.
Dreamers, Creators, Lovers, we are
not entirely of this world.
How
fragile is life. How fragile is
happiness.
Not
success or failure, but tails of
strength, glimpses of beauty,
moments of depth between beings
reveal our lives.
From
misunderstanding comes
understanding.
From imbalance comes balance. From
a void springs fullness.
The
silent, quiet interactions.....the
intimate life.
Nothing means more.....knowing
special individuals, sharing in
personal ways. Eyes into eyes, a
hand on a hand....the perfect brief
state of harmony, of rhythm with
someone or something.....Being.
To Be- is
to create, to move, to inspire
motion, feeling and insight.
The more I live
The more I love
The more I Give
The
more I understand
The more I am.