An enchanted kiss of synchronicity--a glitch in exestential existence--reminds me of everyday magic. And then the old, familiar pain.
Is it perpetual sadness, or is it a sacred recognition and deep understanding of the human condition?
They were one of a kind this year. It pains me to see them drown.
I hurt to love the space we shared once. It will never be that way again.
All things go away in the end.
Goodbye leaves. Goodbye friends.
You and I are a bit like this. We come into being at the exact same moment; our experience together is unique like time's fingerprint. The duration seems inadequate. I'd rather spend eternity with you. It hurts to think of an end.
Aching, loving heart for the world.
I see, hear, feel, touch, and taste all things.
Sensory overload with the way of it all.
Learning to savor experience, by understanding what pains me so.
Existing as I am. Yes, that is enough. Surrender to the flow.