The Experience.

Fear of the dark. Fear of the unknown. Terror of what is to come.

Freedom in what is being let go of.

One earthly body wearing the bloody red cloak of parturition and the other the white veil of a marriage to another, deeper love.

Both necessary.

Pains punctuated by bliss.
Punctuated by the greatest awe at this experience.
Punctuated by the deepest sense of knowingness.

Followed by more fear.

Like there is no longer any ground beneath my feet.
Like there is nothing to hold on to.
Untethered to anything that I’ve known before.

But alive. In full colour. So beautiful.

Who am ‘I’. What is this ‘me’?

Thoughts in motion. Attaching through habit. Not attaching through knowing something else.

Deeper now.

Wider. Greater. Universal knowing coming through.

Deepening further.

A greater awakening in this body.