Morning Meds; 6 14 19
Sometimes our meditation seems to take us to the imagined boundaries of duality.
We can look past the mist and see that there is a home land, where we are no longer divided.
There in no, in us or out of us, there is only us.
We keep redefining our boundaries until we finally see that they have never really existed.
The beliefs we have used to contain ourselves are slowly discarded, the same way a child out grows it’s clothing.
We finally can stand naked and unafraid in the energy of unconditional love.
At some point we will believe our way through the mist.