Walking through life like this.

My feet making the path, my heart making life.

My eyes scrutinizing here, ahead, behind, to the sides, to the horizon, to the zenith.

My mind calculating where to go, remembering where not to.

My thoughts, beliefs and emotions forming part of the realm through which I move forward.

Nothing do I scorn or belittle, nothing do I follow or exalt.

The sky around me is total, full, infinite, divine.

But what concerns me is this path here, where my footsteps rest.

Training my feet, opening my heart.

Narrowing my eyes, harmonizing my mind.

Learning what thought is, what belief is, what emotion is.

Telling apart what, beyond all that, is solid ground to step on.

There is nothing I want to free myself from.

I have a mission and I take it on with freedom and joy:

To walk through life like this.