No escape, but to face.

My Christmas Wish-List (4.5 months early)

I want to feel the fire in my bones.

I want my soul to see.

I want to know and understand.

To be a gypsy, living free.

I want to explore. I want to feel.

I want to connect and share what is real.

I want to know that I'm alive,

All the time, have peace, inside.

I want to breath and yell and sing.

I want my skin and heart to sigh,

I want everything, amplified.

I want to have sensitive eyes.

I want life to be gentle, and life to be fierce.

I want reality, my mind to pierce.

I want to be in nature, and feel the sun.

To stand in the wind and sand and run.

I want to go deep.

I want to know calm.

I want to dream dreams,

And know what's my own.

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I wrote this the other day, when I was in one of my selfish moods... But in the last two days, I've come to a greater realization altogether. There is really only one thing I want and one thing I need - to be truly happy, and for all of these other things to even be possible. I must love and live from a place of giving, and not of taking. For when we take, that which is swallowed, gets lost in us, only to leave us hungry again.

I do want to love. But for too long I wanted to receive and experience the love too much. True love is completely selfless. All the best truths are the most beautiful paradoxes. And in order to be truly filled, we must give completely of ourselves and be free of want. This is freedom.