Clarity

Clarity. I have moments of clarity, mere seconds. Mere seconds, when, some slight breeze of unknown origin moves aside the vail that clouds our inner vision.

Giving me a glimpse, a moment, of pristine clarity. Enough so, that I try, too hard most likely, to hold on to it. Trying to stay in what I would call....nirvana.

A place of enlightenment and composure.

Many, myself included, having had these moments, will wait for them to return. Using methods known to help us grasp again that brief encounter with what we could be.

But life intrudes. It and all it’s confusion easily prevents, at least to most, almost all, but the most sincere, the clarity that we seek.

Monks may take a lifetime to achieve it. It is that desirable.

My weak attempts fall far short in that regard.

So I must continue, I must try, daily, using what methods that work for me, to, however briefly lift again that vail.

Seeking to attain the unattainable.

Peace to all.