Being purely still.
An entrancing state of mindful caress.
How is this demeanour possible?
Still – in a deluge of alacrity, disengagement, technology, angst, betrayals and judgements.
Still – within a society depicting a constant whirlwind.
Still – within the confines of one’s imprisoned mind.
Yielding substance with a hint of ethereal dichotomy.
Being still in the moment,
Is the investment of energy towards oneself.
Have you ever given yourself permission of being still to give yourself whole appreciation?
It is arduous.
Still yes, but fulfilled.
~ The confrontation of therapy.
All of my love, thoughts and hugs,