(Buddha holding heart rocks at my dear friends', Megan and Latimer's house)
I go in and out of spirituality.
Ebb and flow.
I feel very in tune to nature when I focus and just be. But other times I am just on automatic pilot.
Most times.
I miss that all-encompassing feeling of really believing that there is someone listening and really guiding me. I sense it, but there is still just that "truckin along" feeling...
you know...
.just meandering about, living life, doing the duties.
you know...
.just meandering about, living life, doing the duties.
I don't crave religion.
I crave connection.
I crave inner-peace and knowing intuitively.
Life is just a basket of to and fro.
But occasionally it holds little gems for me...
little synchronicities.
And that is what I hold dear.

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