I belong to the one without a name.
I belong to that, that can't be seen.
I belong to this, that can't be touched.
No eyes, no ears, no taste, no touch, yet I know it is the most beautiful thing with the serene sound, the sweetest taste and the softest touch.
I can connect to ‘it’ whenever I want, as much as I want as the person I want to be.
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You can only let go, if you know what you are holding on to.
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It made me insecure. I thought that I was going to vomit and even faint. My tummy was asking for help. My breath was stuck. My limbs were shaking. What if I was going to be rejected? Yes, what then? Would the whole world collapse? Perhaps, I had to first collapse all my thoughts that were keeping me from living the actual life I desired.
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