Dissolution

While everything falls apart, she is scared, she cries, she longs for the time she remembered when no duality existed in her being, the time where she wasn't longing for anything outside of her undoubted wholeness.

Deep inside she knows that allowing the fall will open the gateway to the rise as eternal reminiscence of the cosmic dichotomy.

Waiving between contraction and expansion, she witnesses, with tears in her heart, her dreams dissolving into the black hole of nothingness.

No more fight letting life take back what once was gracefully offered. With reverence and gratitude, letting go of the attachments and offering them on the altar of Death.

AMEN

Good bye mon Amour…

Good bye Australia…

Thank you both for the ride