Nothing is ever certain, except the process of transmutation. Freedom is something we all long for, but in this plane, there is no reprieve from the constant alchemical process of life.

Identify yourself with a star fix on your horizon and many times you discover that the source of that light is long gone. The start has collapsed into itself ions ago, its light diffused, spread across the universe. Through the dance of light the impressions of this cosmic existence are forever imprinted on every being. But even in the death of a star, one sees the fullness of breath. A stat inhales as it exhales…for as a star collapses under the weight of its immense brilliance, it radiates and shares its life giving essence will all of creation. This is a magnificent journey, an expansion into the inner and outer realms.

Freedom comes when one learns to be thankful for each breath, each step on the expedition to self discovery. The destination has always the point of origin. This will never change. The real gift is in the journey toward the capacity to see with full clarity, another oneself reflected in the mirror of life.

By Nur Ashki Jerrahi