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What are you?
A confounding question.
Ever-hasty, you reach for cheap substitutes:
Work, Roles, Relationships.
Thoughts, Beliefs, and Memories.
Like a hungry ghost you stumble, starving.
You are not your work.
You are not your roles.
You are not your relationships, beliefs, or memories.
And you most certainly are not your thoughts.
You are not how you performed yesterday, and you are not how you’ll perform tomorrow.
You are not your failures or your successes.
You are not your dreams and you are not your miseries.
Do you know what you are?
I don’t.
Sometimes, in poignant moments, in the crystal clear spaciousness of being, I get glimpses.
I am loving awareness.
I am the capacity to choose.
I am the spaciousness that holds all of that which is me.
I am a torrent of feelings flowing through a body witnessed by consciousness.
I am love.
I am truth.
I am none of those things.
I am all of those things.
I am ineffable.
I am ephemeral.
I am.
And I am not.
The moment I grasp myself I disappear.
And in the rare moments where I let go of it all, I experience myself, for just a wink.
I allow as much as I can before I flee, in terror of my own brilliance.
You are the ground of being. Magnificent, brilliant, terrifying and awe-inspiring.
In the late night’s sky, the stars chuckle at you in your forgetting. The universe illuminates itself, hoping it’s love will remind you, and embraces you as you fall back to sleep.
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Beautiful, Justin! I needed this.
Felt it!