Embracing the truth

Understanding wholeness

Lying in a warm hole below the earth, listening to the sound of the streaming water while the wind pushes a tepid breeze upon the naked body. Spicy and aromatic smells float into the nostrils, keeping the snorting going on. As if wings were attached to the soul, the spirit dances alongside the ghosts of long disappeared living creatures. A rhythm fills the ears, recalling forgotten memories to get dripped on the auditory canals. Like rain that suddenly comes down in a monotonous, soothing melody. Water bursts the banks of the river guiding the rising tide further down the path it always takes. Expanding the inner sight, the freed character moves around, at first unsure about how to proceed. But as longer as it flies over its safe shell that still lies in the warmth beyond, truth seems to emerge from inside the spirit. A truth long hidden and kept, never expressed to anyone or anyhting, now allows the step into a deep embrace with the loving heart of the innermost truth kept by someone or something else. Minds, dreams, purposes, knowledge, music, life breath, everything precious of one side, merges with each other, blending into a new piece of art. Gently embracing the truth of another spirit, the understanding of wholeness as a process of understanding the own lacks but also as a process of the own ability of completing gains a different importance. It seems to become a life aim until the other half is lost again and needs to be searched. The journey of a spirit on its life mission starts where it ends, creating a circle in which the awakening marks the first step towards the embrace of truth. But before truth can be embraced as smooth and gentle as the spirit longs for, the spirit in itself has to get a grasp of the incompleteness around itself which nature created on purpose to bring her children also the possibility to gain as much understanding as she already has. When the spirit finally returns into its shell that still lies in the warmth nature provided, the lids stay closed until the very first embrace of truth in the sphere of physical existence. That, being a kiss or a tender hug or even an even touch, recovers the power into the existence and fuels the imagination to support understanding also in the physical sphere by releasing a short amount of the spirit's regained knowledge until its powers are fully exhausted and in need of another journey towards nature's tutoring again...