When we recognize this placeless place.
When we know who and what we are.
We are at home.
This is happiness.
Whole and complete.
Nothing to add,
Nothing needed from the ‘outside’.
It does not mean we suddenly know everything.
That we change overnight and become a genius or superwoman.
Rather one steps into unknowing and a sense of wonder.
Open to the mystery which is Life.
With the knobbly bits still sticking out here and there.
After all, Life is what it is, with its ups and downs and its ‘imperfections’.
The beauty of it All is seen.
Everything in its place
As it is.
