A Fire in the Belly
This morning I woke up with a fire in my belly. I am ablaze!
It is an amazing thing, the way we can hold onto things that hold us down, like rocks tied to our ankles or concrete shoes and when, finally, we kick out of them and surface the blaze of sun, the burn of air into our lungs is a bliss we have forgotten and so we feel and understand things in a crystalline and brilliant way.
It is time for me to do my work. It is time. This is my understanding.