yesterday we spoke at length of 'chance' meetings.. or people entering our lives as friends, via a surreal tapestry of stitches in time.. and I'm sure all of us have felt that 'magical' hush.. in our souls.. like a blessing.. deep within the folds of the 'laughter' bubbling forth as joy.. in the presence of someone who truly cares..
but why the fear.. the barriers.. somehow we compulsively delude ourselves.. unable ever.. to gauge the depth of our feelings.. unprepared by any precedent.. any yardstick.. for in all the masks we don.. nothing prepares us.. to face ourselves.. and the primitive raw emotions within..
maybe that splintering confusion.. igniting all the fears of a self laid bare.. extinguishing every ray of separation.. is this realization.. as reeling under this raw vision that shreds all the veils of control.. we are unable to look up.. and find those shields anymore..
and the desperation is there.. to hold back.. for who knew we have to lose something first to be able to find it.. and because we are so terrified of losing ourselves, we are never really able to quench the fulfilment we need..
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