Taste the Present Moment

Tasting the present moment. Here is illimitable well-being. In separation out of pure presence I've reassured younger versions of me that I'm not saying goodbye to her and that she gets to come with, to pure presence. I've looked at that.

Sometimes what's holding me back from arriving to pure presence is a torrent of fear. As I've listened to those voices, often it's younger versions of me afraid that she'll be forgotten, left behind, betrayed. Little me gets to be here now. She gets to revel.

Remembering I don't owe any allegiance to any part of the story or meaning assigned to any portion of the story along the way. The story evolves in the present moment always. Through continually offering presence to creation, as the divine we are replenished in sacred structure. That's intrinsic to our human nature. Wholeness. That means our thoughts and feelings change because the truth of who we are is coming into full view. The story changes. What used to be becomes myth, legend. What is, is truth.