The bubble That builds Up

We all go through the motion, get lost in the high demands of life that may be at the end, don't identify us as who truly we are. Day after day, something builds up.  You start to feel the swirls in your life. The body starts to be different. Something within accumulating itself and you are questioning what it could be? The battle hasn't declared itself, yet.

The perception and understanding become the top of your mind right away. Asking yourself to wait, slow down and observe. It is the busyness and the hustle of life, We do go through the ups and downs. Taking it one step at a time. At the moment, you feel wrapped in chains of unknown exiles. Going through your day looking for a ray of hope and clarity. Trying to see the unseen, could it be? It is said by the work of the holy spirit within, you will be guided and can see the unseen. Or this is the higher level of divinity so, what is going on? Thatis the state of leaning hard on God and trust not in the world.

Walking the journey of faith is not about seeing everything clear. It is ambiguous that you are to the core, starting questioning God" What is going on?" Walking in a deep muddy thorny path, bearing the scars, claiming your existence in tears and pain. Iam still here, so what?

You are not the same, saying thank you to each hurt and pain as they help you wake up to see where you are and how bad you were so naive. The closest you get, the more truth will be revealed. Going the journey within, keep the person at a point of hope and a slight believe that the change has to happen within. Throw away all expectations. Waiting for something to happen, will lead you to more and more loss. Whatever happened has happened, yet the truth remains. Keep it up, don't let the bubble of anger, shift your sight to a point has no return. Hold on as nothing is worthy but your soul. Coming back to the root of everything. God Iam yours and you made me this we. I totally understand that You see me,  You hear me and I do deeply believe in this. The waves are too high, The walls are too thick, no matter Iam trying to stand, the battle is growing. Who am I? that's the point. Don't let the bubble builds up, where there is no place for return. By: ME" The Old Ancient Woman"