All my life,
I’ve been avoiding a great truth,
and pursuing a fantasy.
That truth is that I am
(like every human being)
completely and irrevocably alone.
The fantasy was that I could find someone
to complete the incomplete “me”
that I thought I was.
Now, I am learning that that “me” is itself a fantasy,
and that the “I am that I am”
always was and already is complete.
I feel free of a great burden.
There is nothing and no one I need to add to my life to be fulfilled.
Everything that comes my way is gift.