Awakening
I don’t know where I came from, and I don’t know where I’m going when I die. But for this brief interlude, I am here. My body is my home. I have a sense of home in myself. Each day brings new learning. I awaken to being wrong, I awaken to being right, I awaken to dawning truths I had never considered.
In sleep, there are limits. Blind spots in our perception. How can you answer the question – What if? – if your senses are not on alert, if you are not fully awake? Did you even realize you were asleep? Or did you know what you were capable of?
I see the sun rising. I see the moon glowing. I hear the voices of those I love. I search inside and outside of myself. And the greatest awakening of all is finding out who I am. Where I am. How I fit in. I let ego go, eyes wide open. I awake to myself. And even though I know all the while that we are all dying, I am here now.
Instinct is my wake-up call. I align my learning with it. Energy comes from my centre. I am part of a sacred whole. My dreams become vividly alive, like the trees, and the water, and the sky. Awareness is the natural state of my capacities if only I have the courage to be open to it.
I know what I am. Nature’s marvel, a creator, a source. How shall I use my powers? Opportunity is my watchword. Sleep-walking misses the details. Open my eyes. No-one can help me but myself. I will live my life awake. I will not conform to any ill-fitting ideology. I need to see it all.
I will follow my own lead, awake. I know how to be me. Harmony ensues. The world is real. I am awake to its beauty. I connect myself to it. I am the reflection of all I love. The force that moves all things moves me, too. It moves me to a consciousness. I am aware of what is not me. And am grateful I get to share the space.
Awakening
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