A JOURNAL
"Allow me to learn with you," as one of my teachers always begins his lectures.
And to quote my core belief:
"A sense of separation from God is the only lack you really need to correct." T.1.VI.2:1
Thunder and Lightening.
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By popular demand! I slept with my eyes open. It was recently brought to my attention that I will be turning 66 this December. I can't tell you how that feels. It's the strangest thing. I don't feel 66. I don't know what 66 is supposed to feel like. I stopped thinking about my age at 64. It's as if someone hit the pause button on time. But, in real time I am about to turn 66. I've considered myself informed, well read, conscious and as living on purpose, not by coincidence. But, I have been in a coma. Sleeping with my eyes open. I saw, I heard, I assessed and I considered. I judged, forgave, condemned, pardoned and adjusted, moved and swayed like a branch in the breeze trying to accommodate the un-functionality of soul without realizing that my soul was something apart from my body. I have been medicated to balance my bouncing mind. It keeps me awake all night sometimes. And when I do sleep, I dream I am do...
Writing has been difficult of late, but my juices turned into ample spit enough to swallow a pill. Laughing. The pink and white pills keep me sane. While my words play games in my brain. But, at least, an absence of vicious pain. I travelled on-and-on with wonder, Through white flashings and thunder, With one thing and then some other. Sometimes a sharp kick from a blunder, Throws my coffee cup and stuff asunder This has been a busy round of summer. I've floundered beneath my many pillows Trying to ignore life's peccadilloes. It's a rough bout with invisible foes. I've painted pictures in my head and pondered books I have read, and read. All this while lying quite still in my bed. Laughing, Love and Light
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