When there are no words.…

I assume, there comes a time when there are no words to be said about tim­ing, exis­tence, mean­ing, and life in gen­eral. And some­times, there are those split sec­onds when time, exis­tence, and mean­ing make sense. Aside from the indi­vid­u­al­ity we all seek, there is a con­stant strug­gle between how we per­ceive our­selves to be and how we actu­ally are? For­give me, but the answer still eludes me. I pon­der in mind. these very ques­tions. But what makes life worth­while is the lit­tle, but very sub­tle indif­fer­ences that throw you off beat and make  you real­ize that obvi­ously life is worth the effort of mov­ing for­ward. It’s not the spo­radic hel­los, nor the com­mon cliche’s…sometimes it’s as small as a smile from some­one you’ve never met before or the per­son along side the street that you see, and the look in their eyes says it all. Indi­vid­u­al­ity is achiev­able on many dif­fer­ent lev­els, but con­tent­ment in that indi­vid­u­al­ity con­sumes a whole other side of me that I don’t under­stand even to this day.

Con­stantly clouded and unin­hib­ited at the same time is a dis­tance set so far apart but yet so near that you real­ize the close­ness but you don’t nec­es­sar­ily under­stand how to bring the two into one. And I don’t believe it takes a per­son, but your own mind, energy, spir­i­tu­al­ity, and state of being that cre­ates the path which bridges between the two.

Yet, another open ended ques­tion left to linger into the void, with no nec­es­sary answer in mind or no nec­es­sary answer needed.…merely, a thought which leaves me con­stantly won­der­ing what is the real mean­ing behind what we have gone through as individuals…and will there ever be a time when we can com­pletely under­stand the mean­ing of true self.

Posted in Random thoughts by Jessica Mansfield