A Cluttered Cave
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2 min readApr 2, 2024
Not Such a Safe Place
There is a stripping down that happens as authenticity finds us. When we have shed the many, the One beckons us beyond.
Where is the safety net carried, within which we cannot breathe?
No room for ‘me.’ Am I living in a body with not enough room for the essence that chooses to express through me? Must room be made? If so, how? And, what performs…
