A space between the clouds

We are limited in space and time, prisoners of a line from which we come out only when we decide to anchor ourselves in the present moment.

In it all the problems, worries, effects of stress, fears vanish as if by magic. In the present moment the mists of the mind clear, there's no need to do anything extraordinary, it is not necessary to be seen, it is not necessary to have someone's approval. The present is total freedom, it is immortality, it is "the horizon beyond the hedge".

In it there are no comparisons because the void cannot be compared with another void, the Being has nothing similar with which to mirror. If you don't know how to reach it, simply try looking into the eyes of a person you love and smile, getting lost in the pauses between the notes, stopping and looking at a crowd without looking at anything, hearing you fall towards the valley from the top of a mountain or simply being in the space between the clouds.

The amazing simplicity of such "magic" is its greatest difficulty.

m.m.