think of your dream home. a simple, small version. now visualize it on the edge of a cliff overlooking the sea. feel that. now put that beautiful home underwater, on the edge of a coral reef. the water, colors, currents, life, abyss, it's all there. it's all outside your dream home though! the home is submerged and you are underwater, in and of, but all that wondrous life is outside! all the colors and beings are outside, and the celebration is happening without you! it's happening outside the walls of worry and hard, permanent, externalized opinion, gypsy gossip. the doors and windows are all closed. you believe in what is out there, but you don't experience it because it is out there, and you are in here. it's as sad as a life lost. you are underwater.
open the windows... open the doors! let the clown fish in! grow an anemone over those forgotten sad thought chairs!! pull life toward you, pull it through you until there is no you but only the experience of it. then take that cozy little house and put back on the cliff overlooking the sea.