It’s different this time.

Somehow everything seems less innocent.

I eat coconuts and papayas, fresh banana bread and chocolate.

Drink coffee and boil water for drinking.

Look at spiders with out screaming.

Weather the bumps and bites without concern.

Asana everyday and meditation peeling away the layers of holding.

Making way for truth.

There is less magic and more life….

I am the same as all that surrounds me

not separate.

No longer informed by the void.

I can’t dissolve into all that I am

I already have.

I hear what I can’t see.

Ocean always calling….

never leading me astray.