I’ve noticed that the same space feels different every time I enter it, even though nothing visible seems to have changed during the process,
I notice how the air carries a different weight and I respond differently depending on what I am quietly carrying inside me as I walk through healing,
I notice how my attention shifts and reveals details that were always there but I was too distracted to receive before because I was fixated on the other path,
I’m too focused afraid to notice, am I genuinely perceiving what’s here, or am I merely accepting what I believe I already know,
I’ve noticed that even in repetition, there’s a sense of newness when I allow myself to stay present long enough to experience the same process all over again…
I return to the same places I once believed I had fully understood, only to discover something unsettling still lingering inside that I fear the most,
I return realizing that familiarity can deceive me into believing I’ve completed something that’s still quietly unfolding, that I know can be fulfilling,
I return again allowing myself to encounter the same moment without assuming it will present me with the same version of itself as I visit the process all over again,
I return again and I wonder if I’m open to the changes that have occurred since then, or if I’m clinging to the familiar feeling of the past acquired habits,
I return once more acknowledging that nothing remains constant long enough for me to truly master it in the manner I once desired to be more,
I sense the subtle changes in the smallest details that would have gone unnoticed if I were still rushing through everything without taking a moment to pause and reflect,
I sense the shift in my own reactions, as they vary depending on the knowledge I’ve acquired or forgotten since my last experience with the process,
I sense the change in how my body carries memory, coloring each moment with the same intensity and passion to create and grow from,
I sense the change in me, am I letting this moment be fresh and new, or am I forcing it into something familiar to feel secure and comfortable,
I sense the shift as comprehending that change is constant, even when it’s subtle and not immediately felt and seen…
I move through life, aware that I am not the same person from one week to the next, even when I try to maintain consistency and progress,
I move through my thoughts, observing how they change and contradict each other without demanding immediate outcome,
As I move through life, I notice how certain parts of myself dissolve while others quietly form without my full awareness or control,
As I move forward, am I creating space for personal growth or am I clinging to an outdated version of myself that I have outgrown as the passes,
As I move forward, I realize growth feels like loss before it feels like gain, and the shift happens when I trust that what I’m leaving is making space for what I truly need,
Watchwords:
Same space feels different each time
Details were always there unnoticed
Nothing stays fixed long enough
Am I forcing it into familiar
Growth feels like losing something first
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream: