Stream of Consciousness Rambling

Words flowing
not knowing
a bit uneasy but that’s ok
disquieted what a strange term, i am dising my quiet and why
when i have searched for it for so long..
tho be careful what you ask for
happiness peppered through with anxiety
not about holding on but how to play
and how to be
just be and the how takes care of itself…
feel the mood pass through
music tunes it out as i tune in
all flowing through the consciousness stream
loving, comes easier, the more I practice
Love is my practice

Teachers appearing
so many
i learn from each one
teach myself?
perhaps
after all who else is there?
My spirit has come home
yet that word’s meaning changes…
I have learned to walk in the beauty i perceive
and yet have barely perceived at all.

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