Blind faith

Breathing you do I become full. Light penetrates the essence of the All that we might walk and see our way through dark spaces. It shows us the way; helps us find the cracks that lead us always there. Within. Freedom dwells at the core of the within. Through time and space has it been revealed, a reminder of eternity. We are vast inside of … Continue reading Blind faith

Night light

Because I can only stand here, I can’t stand there. Some things aren’t meant to dwell together: Light. Dark. We come to see the seeing of our sight when we open ourselves to the light. Dark, too, has a purpose: Reminds us of what is and what is not. Reminds us of where we are and where we are not. Reminds us of the people … Continue reading Night light

Questionless

I see inside the night. Mysterious things in the dark flicker. The light gets through. Some things are to be known. Questionless. The light always gets through. Even perfect circles have holes. All things cracked enough for the light. The magic happens when you know this: that there is no question at the root of your standing. To be without questions, yet doubt all that … Continue reading Questionless

Fear and truth cannot exist in a single breath

It creeps up on us in the dark when the ghosts blink by. Traces like faint breath collapsing inside itself. Fear. We listen only to the sound of Truth. Guided by the Light that the dark can’t find its way. Some shadows themselves have shadows. Eyes been closed so long the lock tightens; the braille freezes touch. We can’t learn our way through. Can’t think … Continue reading Fear and truth cannot exist in a single breath