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I realise now that the path changes as we walk it.
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From searching, looking, and grasping for answers, to the return home to oneself and back into the world. The sacred in the ordinary, the need of accepting our humanness, and not only our divine counterpart.
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To be here, in this moment, with no regrets for whatever happened. To know what we have lived is part of our cellular making, each moment a part of the flow of blood through our veins,and through those parts of us that never go away even after death. The lessons embeded in our souls.
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Someone asked me long ago why I needed to travel far and wide as I used to. I did, because I thought what I was looking for couldn’t be found surrounded by those who thought they knew me and loved me as I was. I didn’t know myself so I couldn’t admit others thought they did. I didn’t love myself enough. I thought changing my surroundings every few months was perfect, no rooting, no attachments, just going with the flow. No one to judge or have an opinion. But also, no community, no sense of belonging except to an invisible truth that we are all connected.
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If you ask me today the same question, everything is different. I see in perspective I was just running away from the clearest possible answer to all my questions; there is nothing to search for that isn’t here right now. There is nowhere to go but here. There is nothing to do, but be. There is no universal Truth, but many individual paths.
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Like the great master Dogen said, “if you are unable to find the truth right where you are, where else do you expect to find it?”.
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I would say we don’t ‘find’ truth, happiness, joy, or anything. I think we just learn to realise they have always been here.
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Grateful for being here with those I love the most.