i think it’s worth noting that moments of wisdom or epiphany are just that. i am the most imperfect human being you’ll meet.
and that’s okay.
the art of being is that we experience and feel everything. we let being channel through us like a refreshing and rapid stream — straight from a glacier. everything… the diseases from ice ages ago, lessons we haven’t yet fully learned, evolutionary disadvantages, memories of an old friend that we haven’t seen for a decade, a slow metabolism, the time you flatlined and came back to life, banter with your brother over your favorite meal, trauma, pain, change, solitude, laughter, back rubs for your partner, love, an overdrawn bank account, the ancestors’ favorite rune that you’re drawn to every time you visit, your dog’s old smile, depression, looking at the rings of a tree to see how many fully lived lives could fit inside of it, the moment you let your first love down, silence, endorphins, your adhd, serotonin, the last memory of your grandma’s face before she died, your fastest mile time, and a deep anger towards your mother.
that cannot be manicured into a minimalist and peaceful narrative, if we’re being truthful with ourselves and our being.
focus on the vibrancy. focus on that you are here. focus on that you are alive. focus on the fact that you are gonna feel it even if you don’t want to. time is no consequence. surrender to it.