An Outsider

The illusion of  inner and outer

I have always felt like an outsider moving through life. Living abroad highlights the differences, but it also reminds one of the tapestry that binds us all together. The six years of examining humanity has been to understand the width of the fabric and the last three years to understand the depth of the fabric.  The width is shrinking and the depth increasing. I am not an outsider, I am in the fold of the Divine. All is One.

In meditation when my body dissolves, there is no fear now--only gratitude for merging into the totality. A body without borders.  A liberation of sorts where race, sex, political views. etc. hold no currency. The inner essence is the fabric--only there is no inner or outer.