In the early days of isolation, I had been feeling this intense duality, choosing to live within, or outside in the world.

Not physically, I was contemplating the spiritual aspects of where I live.

Within I could contemplate for hours, days, lifetimes, and within I find peace and answers. Life is simple, yet full of surprises and effervescent.

As a human though, living outside of myself, stress is omnipresent, I worry about the things I convince myself I have control over.

Yet every hour or so, I get a glimpse of my soul when spirit reminds me, whether in numbers or in nudges that surrendering is grace and accepting that I have no control somehow soothes me more than the best-laid plans.

I am bewildered by the gift of my two worlds colliding as if I have been preparing for this union my whole life.

I AM ecstatically brushing off my old self, bound by so many expectations, and am stepping gleefully into the ALL, my soul has been waiting for me to finally see.

and the journey continues…