Seeker of Truth

If only we could capture that moment, the exact second a realization truly reveals itself to us. A snapshot of that second we are hit over the head with an enormous ‘no duh’ and it changes everything. We cannot unsee it.

Hallelujah!

The realest, truest pinnacle of the whole point presenting itself, immediately followed up with the knowing that all of this has been there all along.

An opening of the eyes to see and the heart to feel beyond time and space.

This is what I wish to capture. Dangling my jaw in awe, I want to suspend there in this abyss, for a bit longer.

The shock and the knowing weaving into one and all I can do is dance everything that I already am and all that I am becoming at the very same time.

I want to do this dance. Over and over and not even with more experiences but just by simply lingering here in this one a bit more… with the song playing really loudly so it’s all I can hear and I can’t help but shake my bones.

I am a seeker of truth. And this. This feels like the biggest honesty alive.

To be enlightened is to finally know that we know nothing and everything and that we just need to dance.

It’s so simple and so huge. The profoundness makes me scream inside my head and also take the deepest of calm breaths. Yes, I am all of this and everything in between.

That moment, the realizing, oh how I revere such an experience. The rawness of it. The nakedness.

When the truth shows itself and it does, in fact, actually set you free.

~ adge marz lindsey, tiny writings with big love …