Oh it’s morning, and there you are again: the pit in my gut, the ache on my heart. How ever will I rise for another day? My ego wants to call you fear or worry or sadness or anxiety or depression. Perhaps. And perhaps instead you have arrived to literally poke and prod me into the Present Moment. To wake me up. To remind me of the Aliveness that is within me. To get me out of my head, and into my body, into my being. “Feel me,” you whisper. FEEL the LIFE within you. I’m not bad or good, right or wrong, positive or negative. I AM LIFE. I am an Expression of the Eternal, and You are my Home. Feel me. See me. Honor me. Accept me. Love me. Sure, I can choose to call you fear or worry or sadness or anxiety or depression— and all that those words carry with them, and I can choose to call you Life Aliveness Spirit Presence Friend Source Mystery Consciousness It’s just a name I thrust onto the Unnameable One that is within me. So, good morning, pit in my gut, ache on my heart, what name shall I give you? What name will best serve me today? What name will toss open the sheets, and spring me to my feet, and make me smile knowing that THIS will be the best day of my life?
Posted on: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 14:52:11 +0000
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