Humble


 

Once in a while stop and think, well, what does one want to convey? Is one who holds the truth? No. does one want to teach? No.

Was always one who would question everything. Listening. Watching.

There comes a time when one has to speak, one has to to show up for the scene, play their part. Good, bad, it doesn’t matter in the context of good and bad being subjective. Let others figure it out for themselves. Show you care.

Juggle with it as if it was a game. Watch with your eyes open but also with your heart. Your herat knows before your mind.

One has to become humble to accept one’s limited mind. When there is You, there is no eternal. When the ego speaks, the message is limited to words.

Words, no matter how colorful and diverse will never describe reality in its true form.