Learning the hard way...

To speak your truth, is often all that is required. To be heard, with all purpose, to be acknowledged. To be seen, in all colors and all deformity, is liberation. And yet be tolerated, and even forgiven, for our failures. That is happiness without thought. Work with pleasure; when tired, given rest; when hungry, being fed; when sad, restored. Not excused, but loved. Maybe it's time for me to go to sleep and trust that another sunrise will renew what the full moon couldn't clear away tonight. During all that time, I might've not found the light of the moon, but I rested deeply with the sound of the raindrops, while gazing at the quiet sky flowing slowly. What a crucial moment to be alive, I thought.