Stay free

I release everything within the tendency to hold.

I observe myself gripping on to almost anything, gripping to what has the potential to feed me life for I am hungry. I observe in me the tendency to hold, heavy handed, gripping and suffocating what comes my way, squeezing out all nourishment, a blood sucking leech, for I have been a starved animal.
It amuses me, this grasp in all directions and reach reach reaching within this empty joke.

I let it all go, an enormous release, a cosmic orgasm, opening into infinite emptiness. Grasping is futile.

It’s the fuckery that has been weighing me down. I’ve loaded my back with what is broken in this world, stitching life into the lifeless, mouth speaking words into wordless, loving what was most unlovable. Loving all except Self.

I am done feeding hungry ghosts.
This morning of light
I break walls and burn bridges.

I give up all worlds except the one to which I belong.*
I give up the worlds that confided me to solidity and doctrine.
I give up the world that lied about my inadequacy, the world of fear and fuckery.

And choose this world
in which I am free.

_{*Line from poem by David Whyte.}