Today I went to the train station and hopped on the first train departing. I just wanted to be on a train, moving and looking out the window. I didn’t intend to get off and go anywhere, but go somewhere I did. I ended up in this very mystical, murky, moor-ish place… Something took place there. Something infinitesimal witnessed, something quantum. Always the tiniest detail holds the profound, that is not new to me. But today it was easy to be completely aware and absorbed in the tiny detail. Subtle yet striking, somehow writing about it now seems to diminish the experience. My mind anticipates judgement or a lack of understanding. Yet the deeper parts of me know that this experience is available for every single being alive today. Only there are questions in my mind why some disassociate themselves from what I speak and experience. For a moment, the all was present & the all was seen. The tree advised surrender. The message was clear. I spilled out some love. For a second here and a second there I was deep in it. But I kept rising to the surface repeatedly, like a child wearing inflatable arm bands in a swimming pool. Something is preventing me taking those arm bands off. What it is, is not yet clear.
Hannah Fitzpatrick Creative 