To me, it feels like an endless battle between the two paradigms.
I have often felt like I’m not running the show, like I’m a marionette in a play being guided here or there, to experience this or that. Sometimes led to bliss, many times to pain – which you refer to as the heart (love) leading me to truth. Either way, I believe I’m being led by and to consciousness. Many times my pain body feels like a monster inside of me grabbing hold of the strings and leading me to unconsciousness. I’m lost – only to be found with your words and tears suggesting to feel, be curious and don’t believe or identify with the story and eventually (I still have hope), I will find freedom. The grace behind the suffering. I’m once again sitting in the theater watching the show.
Thank you for the reminder, Ernie!
To me, it feels like an endless battle between the two paradigms.
I have often felt like I’m not running the show, like I’m a marionette in a play being guided here or there, to experience this or that. Sometimes led to bliss, many times to pain – which you refer to as the heart (love) leading me to truth. Either way, I believe I’m being led by and to consciousness. Many times my pain body feels like a monster inside of me grabbing hold of the strings and leading me to unconsciousness. I’m lost – only to be found with your words and tears suggesting to feel, be curious and don’t believe or identify with the story and eventually (I still have hope), I will find freedom. The grace behind the suffering. I’m once again sitting in the theater watching the show.
Thank you for the reminder, Ernie!