MYSELF

 

 

Remember :

 

Inhale.

 

When you wake up, before telling yourself a story, you can give into sensation. 

The hardwood floors feel cold under your feet. 

But you woke up this morning because a bee was stinging you, and all of the windows are closed. 

Maybe that means something. 

Exhale.

Well, anything means something if you want it to.

 

Inhale.

The ground of your being is enough.

 

Exhale.

Everything else is bogus. 

Everything else is bonus. 

Everything else is both.

 

Inhale.

 

What is there to fear then?

 

 

Exhale.

 

You and I, we have so much in store. In us, and around us. 

To help us.

Remember. 

 

Inhale.

 

Love. 

 

 

Exhale.

 

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