Everything is sacred

 In Journal

Everything is sacred. These words are sacred glyphs. The echo in my mind is sacred sound. The air I draw in, the air you draw out, is sacred breath. What transpired over the past month so that I feel the full embodiment of a truth I have known & believed since entering into this world? The distinct absence of doubt. The gentle ability to truly relax. Surrender. Healthier, more accurate metaphors to describe the experience of how we can know each other. Culture grows as we direct it to grow. We prune our synapses, our ideas, our words, our actions, our habits. I am not interested in going viral, I am interested in cultivation. Our work is less about jumping up and down seeking attention, but turning down the volume of unhealthy thinking and directing attention — one step ahead of the river, carving a bed.

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