Life is just a story written into skin, there is so much we experience in one life time , I wonder how we can withstand it in this humble human body . It makes sense that we shouldn't remember , but there are moments when memories spill , lives and fears push through and across to touch us. These reminders are not accidental at all, they are here to teach us, like everything else in our lives. I look now at Earth as a school and everything is a lesson for us to learn. I wonder at times why I have chosen this life.We choose our parents, circumstances, out allies to aid us along our journey as I watch the reflection on the mirror..and I understand now this is the vehicle I need to experience myself .... And the growing process continue .....every person on this planet has a story and each of us is part of it, even for just a little while . To share your life takes courage but once the floodgates are open , it becomes the only way to live.we are powerful and we must remember our true nature. I feel purged and pried open since my arrival in India. I feel beautiful souls around me, I feel the Mother Ganga and her healing waters, as I let go of ideas and emotions...always changing.We are powerful and we must remember our true nature.
In love and light.
In love and light.