Though delayed, the journey has already begun.
The cyclone passes, and I am in awe of the dynamic and vicious beauty of powerful weather.
Though I seek to be less bound by the pulls of sensory pains and desires, I still seem unable to set aside my need for various veils of saftey.
I can feel a change ocurring when I sit with this. Even more so when I sit firmly within the knowledge of the true nature of the self.
I am ready to step outside into the world again to find my freedom. Or rather, to finally, truly believe that it is real.
