Morning Meds 5 5 22
A statement rising from my core.
“These are keys.
Consciousness is formless.
Thoughts are form.
Emotions are form.”
“These are keys.” Points to a key drawn in my journal….
A simple dream,
An open thermos,
Two diary keys fall out,
Four house keys follow….
Meditation of following the dream,
Thermos = Morning coffee, (meditation)
Diary keys = morning journals,
House keys = Find the drawn key in my journal.
I see huge granite boulder and I walk around its form.
It speaks, “I am depressed”….
I realized my separation from the boulder.
I am just an observer.
I have never been an emotion.
I have just chosen to embody the energy of an emotion….
A lifetime of struggle ended by simply seeing myself free.
I can walk away; I am not what I believed myself to be….
A new day born as separation is embraced,
I Am a formless essence, free to create what I wish to be….