Cool bumps shiver on my bare skin. Hair stands on end. My eyes open to see the things around me like a baby seeing for the first time. Things are bright, brilliant and new. They reach out to me with the gift of their presents as I do to them. As I sit here in as natural a state as I can be in my present position, I notice my body or lack there of because my body is everything around me. I am everything and everything is me, there is no difference. I used to think I was different but I now know that I am not, just my view is different and sometimes even that is not the case. I am just this magnificent thing and one day I will pass it on to someone or something else so they can live.
As my newborn eyes lift I see everything around me is beautiful, and it all just sits passionately waiting for someone to notice so they can share the beauty with them. It’s almost too much to bear; my eyes and my body want to burst with joy at this realization. If one can find good within all things then one can find good in themselves. At that I focus back to my body, the everything that I feel; my heart beats slowly, uselessly for it knows that this body will live no matter what. My skin tingles in relief as the clothes off my back are shed, and my eyes still in amazement shed a single tear.
If you are reading this remember you are everything.
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