We go through life searching and collecting experiences.
Each experience, like a silk thread, is then weaved together to form the fabric of who we one day become. But maybe it’s not about becoming.
Maybe life is much simpler than trying to string together threads to create what we think we should be.
Maybe it’s about learning to unravel the threads so that we find who we truly are. The person we always were. The original fabric of our soul.
Pure love. Pure joy. Pure light.