The journey is scary.
… from closed to open, from narrow to wide, from ceiling to sky, from tangible to sublime, from thought to just being.
I find myself disintegrating, but then each tiny piece blossoms into a different being.
Epiphany strikes. It is scary, for it brings out parts of me I did not know before. These tiny mirrors show different faces.
Will I return to safe havens till Hell or Heaven come to claim me?
Or will I gradually transcend into the beauty of other worlds?
Existence is not confined to Planet Earth. It grows beyond the physical.
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Very poetic.
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Thank you, Dawn!
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Ah, Reena! You always give us so much to think about.
A lovely piece.
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Thank you so much! Readers validate the effort.
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Lots of ideas to think about in this. I like your thought that there are ‘parts of me I did not know before’. One could ponder that for a long time, and I probably will. Well told.
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Thank you so much, Margaret!
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It really is an evolution – nicely expressed
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Thank you, VJ!
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Welcome
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Dear Reena,
Evocative and beautifully written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you so much, Rochelle!
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I think journeys are meant to be scary, so we will remember everything…
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That’s insightful. Thank you so much!
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A moment of truth
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Thanks 🙏
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