My old friend

Hello, my old friend. I will breathe and stay with you.

I tried to stop the flow of the river, but she made a new channel.
Spiritualism is not mere discipline, to suppress aspects of myself, to change, to resist. After all, who is the one who told me what is acceptable and what is not, and whose path am I following?

I will stay with you, my friend. I wanted to change myself without even knowing who I am. My discipline is to be totally here. No purpose, no coloring, no interference. Authentic, honest, observant, unbiased.
I'll take what you bring me.
The wild, the weak, the fearful, the fantasies, the failures, the beauty.
I'll sit with you, stroke your hair and feel all of you.

And when pain tears the doors of the heart,
the only practice is to simply bear the truth.