Its something that you know to be true but cannot immediately grasp. You are searching for it but are not sure of what it really is. There is an issue that is blurred by the heart. It gnaws at you as you try to move. Slowly eating away at your inner peace until you are left standing there staring at it not understanding the vision that sits before you.
I went to the farmers market in Portland yesterday after having some much needed time with some amazing friends. We were there for hours perusing the vendors, eating elephant ears and warming our souls in the occasional sun break. I was nearly ready to head out but something felt unfinished. Some part of me was lingering waiting for resolution. I saw a palm reader off to the left and went to find some answers.
It was like some strange sci-fi movie. I sat down and asked the price for a reading. Those were my only words. Then she proceeded to read my soul. She was so exacting and meticulous. She saw into my heart. I was speechless and profoundly moved to tears. They were tears of sadness, yes but also relief that someone could see exactly me.
