Presence.

Staying in the moment, choosing not to run. Following the voice with the light, the one that always leads me back to the sun. There is another voice present, sometimes convincing yet it likes the chase. The illusion is there, it will not bring me peace. To access, to see, to know and to be - which voice will I listen to, they both are inside of me. Staying requires presence and a willingness to face the truth. Truth with a capital T - none of it really has to do with you. Staying over running because I want something new. Freedom to choose, freedom to be - this light is accessible, I am it and it is me.