Amazing

That is amazing. We were both posting at the same time (roughly) yesterday connecting to similar ideas and I did not see your post until today.

 You wrote of the poem:

Breathing in, I have become space without boundaries.

I have no plans left.

I have no luggage.

The words "space without boundaries" feels particularly powerful to me right now. 

The mind and emotions have been limiting me recently and I am trying

hard to rectify this. Getting rid of the luggage is hard, but quite the goal.

I think for now I am content to be space without boundaries- thanks for this Llora.