As human beings we all just want to be happy, and who knows maybe we are destined to just pursue this illusory thing we call happiness in an endless pursuit of what we think will bring us a feeling that really can’t be described in words.
But maybe what we are really looking for is to find this feeling, this sense of purpose and belonging, in the everyday behaviors that make us who we truly are. Maybe when we realize that there is nothing to look for, that life itself is the reason we exist and that is more than enough, we can begin to understand that with all of the “ups” and “downs” we experience there is only this present moment and our perception of it that can bring us the feeling we think we need to survive.
So perhaps we can stop searching and surrender instead, yield to the fact that we are who we are and there is nothing that will change that, but the only thing that really needs changing is the way we think about who we are, that the paths we have chosen will lead us exactly where we are meant to be and the journey leading us there may just be beyond our scope of understanding. This doesn’t, however, make it anything less than the perfect voyage into a land unknown led by the light of a thousand fires burning by our sides.
These fires are the illuminations of our souls, the elucidations of a hidden corridor deep within the castles of our minds that reflect the inner most desire we each share, the only thing that we all truly have in common: love. It is the glue that holds our reality together, the adhesive in a cohesive world of light and dark, of positive and negative, of that which we believe makes us who we are and that which brings us together in one unified field of consciousness, showing us the truth behind all of the lies and propaganda attempting to mimic the only thing that can possibly be called real.
When I started this post I had no rhyme or reason, just an intense desire to share my experience with you all in the only way that I know how: through words, but now I see that this light behind my eyes, that very same light that shines on the world from behind your own, is that which brightens my experience and allows me to flow into a sense of happiness, a sense of finding something I never lost but instead convinced myself that I needed to search for.