Integration Funk

[ivankiss]

This is a chapter that's not particularly fun or exciting. Yet it is necessary. Crucial.

Previously; it was all about exploration. Investigation. Expansion. Gathering insights and deepening your knowledge. Fun stuff, right? 

Now... It is time to be still. Patient. Silent. Steady.

The magic factor wears off.

Questions stop arising. Confusion is no more - in spite of a few clouds still passing by, occasionally.

Not a nudge. Impulses few.

A seeming lack of general interest. Barely any physical activity. Lots of rest.

Interactions are rare and brief. Simply because the one who is interacting is under reconstruction. No strong opinions. Beliefs somewhat undefined. 

Words are few. An occasional smile and gentle laughter.

Remaining mainly expressionless.

On "stand by".

There is no sense of direction and no guidance, either. None is needed, obviously.

All there is now, is vast emptiness. Open air. 

All is blank.

It is time to digest things. Time for the realizations to merge with the one who has been realizing. Alter and adjust. 

Not gonna lie;

In comparison to the previous chapter; this one is pure boredom. 

But boredom too is destined to be transformed. Inevitably. 

A few old patterns struggling to play out some more. Their irrelevance is undeniable. Yet my full presence with them is required. Acceptance and love.

No need to change anything; change is occurring on its own. 

A lot of choosing though. 

Choosing what will represent the truth in its uniqueness. How will it speak. How will it walk. What will it think. Where does it begin and where does it end.

Lines are being drawn. New boundaries are built. The messenger is becoming more and more defined. Actualized.

It may seem as this is a station. Yet no train is coming and no one is waiting for it, either.

No left and no right.

Life made it clear; you belong here. This is what's relevant now. This is what's required. 

And "this" is tons of nothing, really. It cannot be pointed towards. Hardly can one describe what's happening behind all eyes.

But it is, undoubtedly, happening.

And it is a necessary process.

What for, is yet to be seen.

 

Funky, indeed.

 

 

Edited September 30, 2019 by ivankiss