The silence of approach

We are approaching. Easter, the theme of Monday's ceremony, is no more than a beacon, yet it perceptibly makes an impact and draws us closer. Not to itself, but to ourselves in existence. It is very important for me now to pay attention to the pause behind the melodies of life, to the blank canvas behind the pictures painted by reality. To that which allows everything to come into being. Such is the quality of the current station. It does not demand actions that have already been created in a familiar way, it no longer supports a routinely known and transcended movement. The will's right to exist has ceased, because where this path leads is completely unknown. Thus, the will has ceased to exist. My soul is left with only a desire that is still unknown to me, which can only be born in the pure intention of cognition. I am no longer able to influence this, it can be adjusted here and there under the circumstances of metamorphosis, so that the process is aligned with body and soul. The world is also reflected in me in this way, it has become puppeteered into the desire to transcend itself. It is an exhilaratingly beautiful and deeply lonely state. My heart beats in sympathy for you, whatever form you are going through in the alchemical process of your life.