The Western World
I have arrived back in the Western world. It hit me when I was flying from Roatan: Wow, it is the end of that part of the journey. The journey that I prepared for for months and months. The pinnacle find myself, love myself, “fix”…
Before enlightenment – chop the wood, carry the wood, stack the wood. After enlightenment – chop the wood, carry the wood, stack the wood. It feels weird to say, but today I hit enlightenment. Years of being so hard on myself, I cried for. Years….