Something I’m learning to do right now is how to continuously find solace in the present. I like to think of it as threading a needle.
Trying to find that space, the door between the rubble, the light that ends the tunnel, threading the needle is finding the way, but to find the way, we have to define it without thinking of defining it. It’s hard to be present. It’s hard to actively appreciate life without reflection. It’s hard to forgive enough to clear the path to emptiness.
It’s hard to know what my cat wants, right now, while he tries not to look at me.
It’s hard to accept. It’s even harder to embrace.
Sharp tools are meant for very fine deeds. A needle can stick a vein. Finding its place can cut some edges. Threading the needle is part of vocation, of embracing yourself.
Threading the needle is acting as you are, not as you expect to be. It’s the first step of not controlling, since a loss of control reveals the self.
If you act as you are, you’ll find nothing missing.
When I’m present, the yearning goes away.
Thank You, Stay Fun 🙂