What is to receive?
What is to receive?
We do things just to do.
Much of life remains unexamined.
We move as objects in space
Defining intimacy through very narrow circles
The rest are just objects to fulfill a need or not.
Movement
Gesture
Voice
Within and without, many of us remain unseen and unloved.
Inertia is prevalent
No one’s fault.
Just the workings of mundane existence.
Numbed out through such desiccation
Unknown and unseen, life remains a dead affair.
We live to not live
Receiving and giving often fall in the rubric of customary exchange
Often stripped of essential movements of the heart
Pure sensitivity to receive and give lost
The palpability of life absent
The fragrance of love
Not seen through the cycles of living.
No one to blame
In just this seeing
Forgiving
Not taking others doing so personally
Bearing the hurt
Being okay with not be seen
Tending the heart
Being a balm for your own being
Dropping the judgement
And in this seeing is the call
to awaken to greater possibilities
To feel
Life in its bareness
Expansive
Palpable
Alive
Vibrant
Moment to moment
Breath by breath
Yet still be functional
living in such a true state of being
Undefined by the rubrics of mundane activity
Empty and full
If this is not freedom then what is?
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