Run, run, just a little further—you're almost there.

Yes, you're almost there, even if you don't know where yet.

A thousand things to do, so much to take care of, so many problems to solve.

And the hands of the clock keep turning inexorably; birthdays come and go, the seasons change, another Christmas arrives… you watch your children grow up, and successes and failures, joys and sorrows, and people who come and go all pass through your life.

Run, run, just a little farther—you're almost there. Yes, you're almost there, even if you don't know where you're going yet.

Yes, I know you want to stop. Maybe you tell yourself that as soon as you have a little more time, once you achieve what you set out to do, or simply when you’re feeling better—what a curious contradiction.

You want to take care of yourself, you want to look after yourself, but first you want to solve the problem. As if your feeling of falling short needed to be pushed aside. As if your belief in danger didn’t need to be questioned. As if your rush and your anxiety weren’t worth listening to. Blessed teachers. And so the wheel of Life keeps turning. First the urgent, then the important.

Run, run, just a little further—you're almost there. Yes, you're almost there, even if you don't know where yet.

And it doesn't matter whether you stop or whether it might be Life itself that, with a wink, makes you stop.

Life is in no hurry; it always waits for you—beautiful and radiant—to join it, respecting your fear and holding you up.

She even laughs tenderly when you feel guilty for not standing up, or when you try to do so and think you don't know how.

And the cycles go by, the stories repeat themselves… and all the while, life keeps inviting you to open yourself to a moment when time relinquishes its tyranny to fade away into a feeling—a feeling of eternity, a nameless feeling, a feeling of freedom.

Who are you? Who am I? Who feels? Who runs? The big questions of this moment are emerging.

Anchored in your lightness in the face of the vast universe.

Run, run, just a little further—you're almost there.

Yes, you're almost there, and you can already sense where you're headed… to the place that can't be reached, to the only place—the Now.

Welcome home.

Thank you, haste; thank you, confusion; thank you, LIFE.