read this slow... think about each word... breathe...
I am NOTHING…
Yet, I was born.
I can INSPIRE love, yet
I am NOTHING…
I can HELP others, yet
I am NOTHING…
I can APPRECIATE beauty, yet
I am NOTHING…
And... yet...
I am NATURAL…
I am BIOLOGY…
I am FEAR…
I am LOVE…
I am ART…
I am a MIRACLE... and,
I am NOTHING…
Yet, my mind races…
Yet, my heart pounds…
Yet, my love matters…
And, I am NOTHING…
But…
WE…
we
are SOMETHING…
YOU and ME,
Connected…
are energy,
possibility,
IDEAS,
LOVE,
MEANING…
And
BECAUSE
I am NOTHING…
I am so completely
FREE…
to BE
to CONNECT…
to EVERYTHING…
…
As NOTHING
…
I will DIE…
and
be
NOTHING…
still…
and yet
full with
JOY,
LOVE,
& WONDER...
grateful
to have
LIVED…
in harmony,
Nestor
P.S. On a separate thread, my sister Ana died February 13, 1978... 39 years ago today. She was born at the hospital where I sit and write today in Peru. She taught me about death, after she taught me about love. She was my best friend... Her and I, we were something...
The thought of "being nothing" is not meant to be self deprecating, but rather self aware. I am not trying to discount myself but rather focus myself. It is when we believe we are something... when we believe we are everything... that disharmony strengthens... To accept myself as nothing - to value connection as the object of matter... is to know joy.
I watch my father and his constant attempt to be something, to be everything... and I watch as he finds no joy, but rather constant pain, in working constantly to be affirmed as something.... Life is so much simpler... so much more joyful... when we give into the sentiment... "I am nothing"... nothing but the possibility of connection...
happy valentine's day