Walkabout 2002 – As It Should Be

Turned upside down and floating in a soup
Of dark, murky water
That tastes like viscous poi.
In the slippery goo
Of self doubt
And fear.
About which way is up
Or how I got here
And what “here” is.
My feelings of unease and discomfort
Wishing them into
A sense of normalcy far beyond my ken.
That all of this is nothing more
Than the dreams on which it is based
Or the designs of the hundred monkeys working in time.
That nothing will make a difference
And all is as it should be
Whether I like it or not.

* This is part of an ongoing series of posts detailing what happened on a spiritual pilgrimage that I took in 2002. To start from the beginning, go to July 2, 2013. To see the entire spiritual journey as it gets published, click on the category “You Want Me To Do WHAT?!!?” to see all of the posts.


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