Wondering about oneness, again
Some days, when my inspiration and aspiration light up like barbeque flames, I catch a sense of possibility. It's the hope for interconnectedness that is true peace, absolute renewal. Some days it flickers on, like light returning after a power outage. Other times, it's like it was never there, like the sun in the middle of a long, cold winter. On Sunday night last week, that glimpse appeared again, and I let my fingers fly to try and express it. It was messy, unclear, and abstract, like trying to explain a dream involving childhood homes a person who was there-but-not-there...but enough to get a first draft, drafted. I still can't tell if I'm deluded by this, like an earworm of a song lyric that just needs to be removed, or if it's a melody yet to be written. I feel about it like one might feel about anything that's both personal but unfinished, possibly misleading and possibly healing: like I need to learn from it. Maybe we can learn together?
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Oneness. The world is one. All thi…
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