Thoughts On Returning

Wherever I was before this body, I’m sure required crawling from some Earthen portal to get here. I’m sure I entered this vessel with dirt beneath my nails, moss entangled hair, a crown of flowers and fungi, river water in the belly, birdsong in my head.

I do not seek some unknown Heaven. I do not wish for a life after this. I look forward with love and reverence for the moment I return to the womb. I believe this to be full freedom of the infinite piece I call “me”, to live in full faith that “I” will not hold responsibility for what comes in death. I will rest and exist as this Earth Mother has shown me. My Heaven is to be as the trees again.

In the timeline of this body I will do all that is within my power to be a reminder of this, to live as closely to this knowing as I can, to hold the wisdom of “Heaven on Earth”. It is all right here, it always has been whole and sacred, the pain included.

Our imbalance comes from our forgetfulness, the illusion that we, as human beings, must act and control as Gods. All that is required of us is being, tender stewards of this home. Heaven bound creatures of Earth and blood.