Undercurrent

I have found a kind of truth that will not let my thoughts wander far. The outline of this map surrounds the ground that is safe and wonderful. I trek a multitude of terrains within these borders, sometimes meandering slowly, allowing the air and the details to fill me up and other times I sprint rapidly with only seconds to glance fleetly at the horizon. Everything is beautiful. There is so much to explore here, more things than I could find in my short lifetime.

In the times when I come to the edge of these safe lands, I watch others who dwell outside and see them exploring dangerous and hostile areas. They are thrilled at the risk and sometimes have no idea there could be another way to live. Unfortunately I've walked those vicious roads too. I still do by accident sometimes. But I know where I live now, and I want these people to live here too. There are several rules and boundaries that should not be crossed here, but there is so much depth. Steep cliffs and snow and glinting, blinding sun, and there are caves and ravines that are deep and full of life that we cannot see with our human eyes. Oceans full of green things and sand and multicolored life forms that blink and gape at us. Prairies with hundreds of different kinds of grasses and flowers and insects. Forests and deserts and islands. It is safe here and it is a seedbed for growth and discovery. Everything here denotes truth and expands our minds. Each element of this place within the secure lifelines is a metaphor and a lesson to be learned.

I need to tell people about this place! Cry out as loudly as I can and show them the way. The rules to be followed here spell out FREEDOM. My mind becomes flexible and stretches farther than I ever thought possible. Do not try to stop me. You cannot. This undercurrent of joy and of excited energy tugs gently at my heart, reminding me of home. This is a feeling I have known before, and this is a feeling I want forever.