There is no ultimate beauty – only what we find pretty. There are no objective truths – only what we consider as facts. There are no ultimately universal experiences – only the ones that create meanings and interpretations for us. There is no right or wrong – only differences in beliefs and values.
There are experiences purely intended by us and “by invitation “only.
There is a choice in how we face and process our happenstances unrelatedly of originating story. Each occurrence has own reason and purpose attached. The meaning although most likely is not to be revealed too soon.
I am then allowing the absorption to take place at its own pace. Letting surfs of emotions to storm through – to beat the crap out of my stubbornness and stuckness. To get what I seek, I must become it.
Peace, Love, Choice.
