I felt my spirit grasping … clinging to whatever it desired with eyes passing upon what it longed for. But just then, I closed my eyes, and felt my inner movement like a current passing through me. It was a whirling wind, circling around my heart, moving me away from my desire for empty pleasures, towards my inner space of self compassion. This incredible transformation from attachment to empty promises to contentment with inner spiraling was fleeting, yet powerful. I was left with a strong desire to write it all down. So here it is. My attempt at capturing in words what can only be felt in the deepest recesses of my spirit.