Enlightenment cannot be grasped and kept. It cannot be the goal of the journey, only its light.
Just like happiness on the horizon keeps moving away as we head towards it.
All is already here, but, distracted by the fog of life, we fail to see it.
No human before us had more things. Or potential. To live long, to travel… I realize I am lucky in those things, and try to give back.
Happy is not in things. They barely satisfy us, until we crave for more.
Even friends or love can’t just give it to us. They give us the strength to find it in ourselves. Even after finding it, we must keep the beacon lit.
Only through hardship could I find strength.
For me, enlightenment is not a choice as much as it is a necessity. My body fights itself. This fatigue cannot be beaten by rest alone. Yet I cannot always push my limits.
Alexandre Darius The Great
A great protector of the people, but also my own enemy. So fitting.
I share because I am not scared. Because for too long I thought this was my struggle alone, but we have so much in common. Because I healed enough to help others. Because for 12 years, since WOW told it to me, I had to tell myself “guardez la tête haute” until now I finally do it, whole.
I never once lost the incarnate will to live. After focusing inwards for so long, I can focus outwards.
We are one, but if we are not then… Nemo Me Impune Lacessit
Formlessness is freedom
Acceptation is peace
Vulnerability is strength
Uniqueness is purpose