The Break

It's official... my mind has left the building.
No alarm sounded, no suspicion aroused.
All signs pointed to hope, and while delusion was full steam leading the ship,
the mind slipped out the back door.

There were some tears, some immediate, breathless grasps to pull together a search team, a reconnaissance plan, a few moments filled with separation anxiety, to-myself rantings and hollow comfort phrases.

DEEP BREATH
was taken.
CLARITY
was given.

Don't run after it.
Let it be gone.
Hope. Passion. Ambition.
All are hindered by the mind - its eye, its logic.
INTUITION, after time and learning, becomes stronger than the mind.

So I will let my mind be gone.
Like an adventurous soul, it too shall return home, in time.
For now, it shall wander & I will go forward without it.

My panic is fading.
I am still a bit fearful to fully release my mind.
But my breakdown over a messy closet, a cluttered room proves that both my mind and I are best to be apart right now.

Maybe it will never return.
Maybe I'll find it as I wander and explore.

But I will not let it worry me that I have lost my mind.
I wish it luck.
I have things of my own to explore.