“Swarming/Spirits”

The notion of my spirit resting in that place where there’s nothing but peace residing. Chaos is necessary to create change, yet unsettling to the matured self. Crossing the threshold from curious to the refined jolts the disposition of all that we hold true. Sifting through the remains of what was we realize the importance of the what is. Yearning and longing transform into accepting. Peace lies inside this transformation. Identifying our higher form of self replaces the challenge of proving the worth we once sought. The journey erodes the desire within us to conquer, believing substitutes wondering in the absence of dreaming. There’s a part of each of us, clinging to a shred of all those ideals we’ve ever had. Captured there is the peace we hope to find...