The Self

There are no questions but, perhaps, the answers are so frighteningly beautiful that revisiting them, again and again and again, balm the soul. I, now, look for a company, internal and external, that takes me closer to my reality. External company is hard to find (hence my longing to meet you again and again), internal company I am still grappling with.

I sense your message: get closer to the inner company, the rest will automatically fall in place. I am trying.

Just pray for so much courage that I, willingly, step into my own fire and know for myself that I cannot die. That I am a soul. That name that is me doesn’t exist. That my existence is because of something that is hidden inside me.

I know all this is easier said than done. But that’s my prayer to you-fill me with your courage, that will take me beyond my limitations. Knees down I pray this, to you, and my innermost self. The self in meeting whom lies all the solutions, nowhere else.