Through the process of letting go, we learn acceptance. Funny how that is. But perfect, nonetheless.
To let go of our attachments, we must accept the parts of us that are holding on.
It’s quite beautiful, actually. Rigid when grasping, but tender when real. Pure. Fluid, though without a need for water.
How do gases and elements affect the spiritual world? Do ghosts require oxygen? (Meaning: does the existence of compounds on Earth influence the environment of the divine? I would think it must.)
I should stop asking questions now, but I can’t help but wonder…
We should be planting more trees.