Bozebits

At the end of every search is love nestled in a quiet “knowing.” Not of having got there but realizing you always were there. Do you see? The will to force yourself in a fruitless struggle to find “whatever” is not born of love. It’s born of drive, and “drive” while delivering incredible feats of human endeavor costs far too much energy to enjoy. The pursuit of anything not fueled by love will drive love into love’s loss, coupled with physical and psychic frustration. Awareness is not worthy of the drive that seeks it, but “will” born of your love is. Love, and you will. Simple as that!