There is so much noise is this world. I admit, I contribute to it, watching way too much TV or vegging out with the Sudoku app on my phone. It is mind numbing. An escape from the noise of my own mind. Like a low grade fever that drags you down, but is so imperceptible you don’t even know it is there, critical mind wants more of me - realized ‘me’. The peace beyond understanding ‘me’. Critical mind wants more, but thinks I am less. With every interesting Facebook post from a friend, critical mind thinks ‘I’ should be more interesting.
This low grade fever of internal criticism burns until I tire and go meditate. Meditation connects my essence realized with All that I am. Wondrous. Period. Full stop.
There is no room for the fever. There is only full and complete. There is no ‘other’, there only is.
This low grade fever of internal criticism burns until I tire and go meditate. Meditation connects my essence realized with All that I am. Wondrous. Period. Full stop.
There is no room for the fever. There is only full and complete. There is no ‘other’, there only is.
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