"If writers wrote as carelessly as some people talk,
then adhasdh asdglaseuyt[bn[ pasdlgkhasdfasdf."
Lemony Snicket
My morning readings consisted of Mark Nepo, THE BOOK OF AWAKENING, ("The mystery is that being authentic is the only thing that reveals to us a kinship with life."); and Shakti Gawain, REFLECTIONS IN THE LIGHT, ("Being in contact with your higher self is characterized by a deep sense of knowingness.") Both of these authors invite the reader to pull inward without definition to experience inner knowing.
We intuitively know that change is a constant, and we observe our personality, family, and environment alter before our very eyes. If we watch from behind our eyes, however, we realize we are a credible presence other than our worldly definitions.
The projection of child, mother or friend is simply a role we play. They are all characters we create for stories dressed in our individual perceptions of experience. By taking away the investment in costumes, drama falls away, and in this stillness, reality occurs. We then begin to relate to our bare essence.
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