I feel inside me two pulls of direction in every avenue of my life. Two pulls of direction for different ways of life.

One is gentle and subtle and reserved and motivated to a humble strength in a gardening of my life.

The other is loud, fiery with emotions; wanting to pull and shove and sit and demand to be.

I believe that if I follow the way of reservation and a gardening of life and soul. If I listen to the subtle and gentle promptings in being and acting. I will be stepping into a quiet stream. A stream that touches every bank surrounding and flowing through a spiritual connection to what is and will be.

A small ship on the stream guided to the islands that are not separated or isolated, but encompassed. I will be granted the opportunity by the stream of what is to lovingly embrace the souls that inhabit this eternal round.

Stars in the night sky. Bright or thin, seemingly apart and yet forming infinite constellations.

And I will begin to see the connections.

This is my hope. And my aspiration for being what I term, a super hero.

Rebel

I want to rebel against competition
I want to rebel against entertainment
I want to rebel against seeking to be filled
I want to rebel against misunderstanding

I just want to be.

to be happy.

I want to live my life, and be good at it.

I think if I were to be the only judge in my life, for my life. I wouldn't be very kind to me.

To have been given so much and the way I have squandered it.

I have sought too often to live the way I want and it has only ever led me to a life I never did

I am giving it all up.

No more will I seek the things I have built my life around. Things that are not lasting.


I give up competition. entertainment. seeking to be filled. misunderstanding.

I will live a simple life.

And I will no longer fight.

I will rebel.