In looking back...to just yesterday!...I realize my "feels like" was a projection of how I expect detaching from material mind upgrading to spiritual to feel.
Coming from my material mind, this morning I journaled that I feel like a scared child, afraid to be, just to be...which feeling morphed into seeing me as an immature adult, unsocialized, with little to no conversational ability...to say "unappealing" is being very kind.
I sat in the silence and saw me as a child, unpolished, a raw being, moving upward by every immature, unsocialized regret of mine. There...each rue, every regret, all my remorses form my golden goose moving me back toward my raised consciousness.
Mentally, when self alone is in charge, layers of lacquered self-will seem essential to our security...we live and breathe for our unimpaired self-determined objectives.
Spiritually, we loose them and let them go. We are now living thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. There is no greater security.
Thank you.
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