“I have been grieving a sense of loss, of belonging.
Maybe this is why I’ve been so tired lately.
My babies are getting older, so am I, and yet time is so short and eternal.
Stay in the eternal now, eternal never, eternal always.
The eternal bestows wings. It lights up the lifeless. It bestows gifts to the poor.
You are poor every time you believe your mind. You lose it all.
And I wish for you to have everything. Heavenly delight.
Don’t believe your mind. You are not a fish in water. You are the stars.
The water is contaminated. It’s making our fish sick. Be the stars.
The stars are untouched. This is why they are so captivating and so bountiful.
Why trade the water, contaminated and limited, for that which is infinite?
You are not the water, my dear, nor the fish.
You are the stars of heaven, untouched, pure.
Plentiful.”
– Elisa
