Nowadays, she is often losing track of time, day, week and month. Her absorption in the moment, in her work, her art, her prayer is getting deeper. She is beginning to ‘lose time’ When she arrives back from her secret travels, she says ~ ‘I don’t know where I went’. Yet she knows she was in a zone where everything already exists.
Some day, when you chance upon such a woman who is deeply absorbed and ask her ‘who are you?’, chances are you may see a knowing coupled with a blank expression. There are no words yet to her knowing.
Sometimes she worries about going missing. Yet loves the sweetness of loosing herself. The more absent she is, the more present she gets.
She’s meeting herself in unknown ways.