Meditating growing deeper

Smooth crystals, homemade scarf and some solo time after meditation. 

I love these little moments that come and go and engulf me. 

Here's a little poem I was inspired to write after meditating:

Consciousness

I am conscious of being here. But sometimes when I close my eyes,

I feel that I can disappear and be THERE.

is like a death suspended.

But I don't. It's too intense over there. Over there

and think of you.

Somewhere in the middle of here and there is life,

and that is when I open my eyes

- Dedicated to my fiancée

Meditation is getting more and more intense. There feels as though something

deep and feral is rising up from within. It's a strange, beautiful restlessness,

that makes me want to break apart everything I've ever known as

true, just to see what makes it tick.

I won't. But I might. Who knows? Probably the Universe. Time will tell.