Friday, September 8, 2017



appears as jotting
of thoughts and memories..
Do we allow the stories
to take us on a
new or old journey..?
Am I this journey..?
Or am I the ground
or the space in which
the story moves..?
If I am the space 
I seem as open..allowing..
Allowing without resistance
the journey I've jotted.. I know
that I am not
the journey or journal
but what am I..?
I am 
the journal as empty
before the journey..
Or more simply:  I am...

(What then is that
appearing in the journal
 I just jotted...?)

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