Chambers
Layers after layers, diving into the body, ‘I’ encounter chambers. Plenty of them.
Knock knock, is somebody there? Do I ask facing the closed door.
Nothing.
Solid as rock.
Numb.
Knock knock again, I insist, in pain.
Nothing again.
After several attempts I relax, I stay quiet, present, open to the unknown, curious.
I feel trust in my heart and safety on my ground.
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And then something happens.
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The door opens.
Do you really want to enter, the door says?
Yes yes! Do I respond, very excitedly, having glimpses of the decors.
The door closes again.
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So I relax once more, I let go more this time, I am accepting, being satisfied of where I am, not desiring to open the door, not expecting it to open even.
I sit down, I enjoy what I have, I share myself with what I have, hell, I even forget about the door.
And then something happens.
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The door opens again.
Without trying to prove nothing to it, it opened for me.
Wide open, no more walls or restrictions, or fights against the resistances, but yes, wide open,
For me to enter,
To embody its new flavors and worlds.
More spacious.
… …
So I enter the chamber
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Until I encounter the next door 🌿😊