• Sometimes…

    Sometimes, from the outside looking in, it may look like I am following my dream, doing what I “want”, travelling the world, never settling down… Adventure after adventure since I was born…. Some people tell me I am brave for doing so, and it might look like I am flowing in an ever peaceful existence.…

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  • The voice within…

    The voice within is still a voice nonetheless… A particle of light playing the game of Being. Reflection, in all senses, mirrors the path of the heart. It’s in becoming that we truly find what was never lost. An anchor that allows stillness in the depths, and flow in the surface. How many identities must…

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  • Beyond

    Below the surface, down below in the depths, beyond the crashing waves of superficiality, is where I can breathe. Above the surface, floating in the ripples of the burning light, too bright to see clearly, is where I drown. Beyond the surface, beyond the depths, where darkness shines its own light, where opposites unite, is…

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  • I find myself here, again

    I find myself here, again. In that space wherenothing happens,and everythingjust is. Not the sun anymore,but the light reflectedon the water’s surface. Not the sea anymore,but the rise and fall of every wave. Not the vesselthat crosses thresholds,but the wind filling the sails. I find myself here, again,even if I knowI will lose myself, again,just…

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  • Longing

    I’ve always wanted what I didn’t have. More information, more knowledge, more diplomas, more books, more experience… a future something I could only imagine. If I was cold, I wanted the heat. If I was moving, I wanted to settle. If I had a house, I wanted a boat. If I was at the beach,…

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