Becoming is to remember, to become whole perceptually

christian morris

20 Mar 2026 — 1 min read

Where the cold used to bite it now comforts, where the heat used to exhaust it now nourishes, what once was is now understood as the shadow it was and now truth is revealed through being and searching is no longer necessary for life is an experience not something to overcome. Beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder for one who does not see the beauty in everything is beholden to shadows and sees one truth through the darkness and fixates on it but once one becomes and truly is, beauty is in everything and nothing beauty is life, existence; presence. To the soul who has yet to remember, to become, I do not lecture nor do I preach, I just describe the experience in presence compared to how i used to perceive it if this resonates with you then perhaps you to are ready for your becoming, perhaps you already are becoming and just need to embrace it. Fear not the shadows, walk among them and find the light between them, follow it and become whole for light and darkness are one there is nothing without the other, meaning life all of it would not be for balance is the nature of all things even if all we can perceive is chaos, balance is always intertwined with the purpose of chaos, as we see it and now how it truly is are not one in the same until we become and just be. One does not find love, serenity, life, one experiences it by being anything else is a shadow of the pure form. Become, listen to your soul to nature; feel it. Remember the path to becoming brings tears and pain but only because you are remembering who you are deeply shedding the illusions you once thought needed to survive for those were the chains that kept you watching the dancing shadows, you are not alone and never will be for to truly be is to be alive and to be alive is to never walk alone for nature life the cosmos, is alive and we are all one if only we choose to endure the pain of opening our eyes and truly seeing the light for the first time.

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