Fractions of Wordless Thoughts
Go, spin the wheel. It is your life. The worst that can happen is bankruptcy and you can still bounce back. There is a continuous flow of grace that follows the endless stream of ever so colorful concoctions. Ingredients for the mentioned concoctions are found everywhere to a mere handful, nowhere to many. Colorful they are because adjectives only fall within a limited range of variety and eloquence will not define the shade of this truth. If anything, it is the framework of a way to look at things. For some corners of some experiences, it might be so hard to believe that there is a way to bounce back. If there is breath, then there is a way.
Lack of breath might not be the end of it all but most likely the end of societal consciousness. Maybe you will see ‘black’; maybe that is the way it goes because you did not quiet the mind enough and breathe the beyond in and allow it to weave with the rhythm of your “societal pattern”, alas, the ability to bounce back. How much bounce do you have? Put much air in lately? Leave the ball of honest energy for dead lately? Honest energy, you might question, it is the bundle that lives right behind your heart…maybe right under it or even in it where Life glows and flows. It is the nudger of the consciousness that is layered under our societal consciousness. The funny thing here is that it is very good to unveil things that lay within. Believe it or not, we are older than knowledge. Agelessness exists.
If you look carefully enough with a mind clear of rigid conditions, you might see the animal in you or rather the animal you might have been before you were humanized. If you have ever truly engaged in an utterly wordless interaction, you will know Primal exists within. Blame it on the zoo visit or believe in how true knowledge is really innate and we only pull it out.
The bridge begins with kindness, especially to yourself.
Stephanie Gasco sees herself infinitely better in candlelight.