And the trembling earth rose beneath me in the darkness, every night... pouring itself outside into warm openness - And so it remains, night after night.
The Stars Light danced in shades of white, got breathed, slow through my open Window. They moved over my skin, and left you circeling - rippeling like Watercircles
The metaphor of salt dissolving on the tongue is so poignant. It captures the idea of memory blending into our being, creating a unified sense of self.
You are a brilliant writer Benjamin, I really enjoyed this ♥️
this doesn’t feel like teaching..it feels like remembering aloud. especially the way you describe forgetting as something learned into, rather than chosen. that softened my relationship with my own restlessness. the line about not paying with your peace to purchase an outcome stayed with me. this felt less like a chapter and more like a quiet hand on the back. thank you!
Your words arrived on a cloudy morning ..,, Strength and light wrapped in Understanding and warmth … dancing wisdom .. read slowly and over a few times as the cats slept … the light shifted as the clouds rolled .. Ever grateful for presence and wisdom.
Wise words read daily.. just because as natural as being human wearing heart on one’s sleeve emotionally
Touches my heart space❤️
And the trembling earth rose beneath me in the darkness, every night... pouring itself outside into warm openness - And so it remains, night after night.
BEHIND the Curtain, i LINGER , to watch the SEEn Skyline, REDDISH BROWN in its Beauty. I woke up , as the Dog barked , and the FOG LEFT the ROOM.
The Stars Light danced in shades of white, got breathed, slow through my open Window. They moved over my skin, and left you circeling - rippeling like Watercircles
In
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Mind
The metaphor of salt dissolving on the tongue is so poignant. It captures the idea of memory blending into our being, creating a unified sense of self.
You are a brilliant writer Benjamin, I really enjoyed this ♥️
this doesn’t feel like teaching..it feels like remembering aloud. especially the way you describe forgetting as something learned into, rather than chosen. that softened my relationship with my own restlessness. the line about not paying with your peace to purchase an outcome stayed with me. this felt less like a chapter and more like a quiet hand on the back. thank you!
Soul soothing. Thank you 💗🙏
Your words arrived on a cloudy morning ..,, Strength and light wrapped in Understanding and warmth … dancing wisdom .. read slowly and over a few times as the cats slept … the light shifted as the clouds rolled .. Ever grateful for presence and wisdom.
Hey Benjamin. Thanks for sharing this. Your words drew me in and kept me with them...The Soul saying...you should read all of this💜💫💜
Thanks
Awe remembering as awareness , as simple as presence. Your touching my soul over and over!! Sending warm blessings!!
Thank you for this 🙏🏻🫶🏻
Thank you my friend! From all my heart!