Day 2

Thursday’s i spend commuting to and from Berkeley.

every week i can’t believe that i am living a dream my soul whispered to my heart & my heart whispers to my human form.

it astounds me just how much my heart knows. Then again, it listens to my soul, my soul that is a part of the soul of the universe. Why wouldn’t It know every secret, every wisdom of truths.

i cant believe my heart lead me here. 

I cant believe how imperfectly perfect my life has been aligned with the longing of my heart. 

how would i have ever known that those systems of control, those moments along with these current moments of crisis would define and shape a purpose i could have never dreamed up on my own.

i love the truths my soul speaks to me, even if i have to actualize them on my own most times, i cannot double what It feels like to be aligned with the infinite.