The less I practice thinking about myself, instead of actually being with myself,
The more time I actually spend being myself
and enjoying the experience of that.
The tree of knowledge gave such sight
The capacity to live as an observer of one's self
Instead of the one being seen.
And even moreso
Being seen through
Godforce's eye,
Looking through His Creation's endeavours and their considerations thereof
Isn't it strange then that we are forced to spend so much time observing life and the lives of others in Western cult-culture,
Instead of living those very gifts of life
And living them with others
Alongside others;
The blessing and the challenges,
The expansion and contraction,
The growth and the glory,
When all the while
Aren't we each of us wanting south more desperately to be seen?
We've gave up living in Eden
for a lens of it.
But all each of us want
Is our inner wealth to be visible,
Witnessed.
Perhaps when we learn to enjoy
The bounty of being loved
By the One who searches us
And sees All;
Perhaps we when practice nourishment of ourselves
Through those fruits
Our days of wonder,
Wandering in worlds of delight,
Through eons that ripple over space and time,
We will no longer live
As children chained
Through image-worship
Over the ages
To the false god.
~ Chantal Eva (Verity 🌺)
Indian Summer, Naarm (Melbourne), 2026















