And so perhaps feeling complete and satisfied doesn’t come from fully becoming what’s in our mind but in the movement in the direction of its fulfillment.
I crouched down, feeling the mud on my hands. Tell me your secrets, Great Earth. The good ones. The secrets of love and union. The secrets of patience and harmony.
It felt like coming into the place that is “common to us all”. Beyond the veils of identity, behind the walls of separation. Somewhere, we all know each other, and this place felt like home.