Leaving home, taking on life without leaning on parents or others, I traveled through life through situations by my unaided will.
At the point of despair I reach out for help and for guidance.
Once I finally accept that I don’t know I become teachable.
In my broken state I begin I can begin to grow. A seed must break open in order to sprout. Nothing grows without being broken first.
When I avoid breaking or become too tough to break I fall into a hell of my own creation.
From my broken oneness understanding that I really don’t know I’m able to listen. The more I’m open by being broken the wider the conduit from spirit or knowing comes from.
If I open, I grow. And my journey leads forward to the source to the creator.
I’ll find a really never left. My troubles render me conscious.
I became aware of oneness
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