Sometimes we don’t see the very thing we’re believing so vehemently,
is that which holds us prisoner.
Sometimes we believe we need to hold on for dear life, thinking we will fall, fall, unless we know and think we know and have something to hold.
Consider this.. perhaps it’s the opposite.
Perhaps freedom comes when nothing grasps, when we let go.
Let go of thinking we know.
Let go of holding all our ideas of control.
And offer ourselves to whence we came, whence we came from.
There is no absolute knowing of anything other than pure being.