The journey is the art.
Let go of trying to control. Let go of your fight to make all things around as you want it now, manifest your desires but allow your moment to be and in that what is yours you will always see. Trust in natures timing.
A phobia is an extreme fear of something, in fact; it is not the fear of the specific thing but the effect it will have, in most cases death. We are not scared of heights, we are scared of falling. We are not scared of snakes, we are scared of being bitten. The number one fear for most living things is death; a coming to an end. Without an end, there would be no meaning and in depth no consciousness in life. If you were reading a book without an ending, would you realize you were reading? Like being in a dream state, we only recall the dream once we awake.
As a metaphor, we tend to find ourselves on the edge, hanging on for dear life… fearing death at the floor. We completely erase the idea of flight… In order to fly we need to let go; practicing this art allows for power in moving forward on this earthly timeline.
The caterpillar in solitude, awakes the rainbow in flight.
I feel it on my heart to share my perspective to a place where people in tune can resonate with the message, or even pass on the seed to where soil is being watered.
Loving life is not fearing death, it is trusting purpose.
In closing, we give room for opening. As the saying goes, “when one door closes another opens” if we choose to dwell on the closed door we can never truly appreciate the destination.
There is magic in beginnings.
Words through Marcus Huynen
