Baby I'm home.

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          Baby I’m home.

After all this time, after all these months of working for other people

Helping people to be themselves

Finally I found a way to gain from it

From all the work I’ve done from everything I have suffered from

Understanding

A clear view

My past was intense

I have lived many lives already

In the same world

In the same body

How shall I ever explain this to someone else

Is this true spirituality?

I’m the one

The least religious, the least faithful

That finds such profound deepness within understanding life.

Am I seeing the broader world.

The world that is bigger than I can see?

The world of infinity

Of endless life

I was dead

Yet I’m still alive

I was old, I was sick

No one could help me

I was in a dark place

I went into the light

But I came back out

And I was stronger

And better than ever before

I learned, I understood

First my heart

And now after years my head

It’s that simple.

Yet how will I ever be able to be with someone who doesn’t understand me?

This one person needs to understand this

Understand me

And

what I am

what I have been

and

what I will be

But how understand it when it took me twenty one years to get it

It’s impossible to find faith and love in a human being to spend eternity with

I will be alone. Forever.

Is it possible that I am at peace with myself? Should I be ready to go now?

I am

I am ready

I can leave

Go to wherever I need to

I could leave this world

Pass onto another

Because I know there is more

I know I am not bound to my body or my life here

Is everything really so difficult?

No

I can just go and do whatever I want to

Is it so necessary to do what everyone wants me to do?

No

Just because I opened one door doesn’t mean I have to go through it

Who knows what else there is waiting for me

I can only discover it if I go

I am free

I don’t own anything

Not even my freedom

It’s been given to me

It’s what I will take

If I realize that

I only have to stretch out to get it

Yet I make such a great effort in complaining

It’s all about me and within me

Everything I need

Where does thinking happen?

It does not happen in my head

Where do answers come from?

They don’t come out of my head

"You have to free your thoughts in order to free your heart" (Jaimen McMillan)

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 10, 2014 ⏰

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