Oh my sweet Lord, how is it that there are, gathered around me everything I need to transform myself? I am ever astounded at the breadth of your omniscience. I have been travelling this long road for so very long and I am weary. But somehow I have the strength to follow my talents and my dreams. Somehow, I have the resilience to wake up every day and tell myself "No, I am getting up today."
This medication is starting to help, but it will not be forever, Lord. I want to meditate, to become closer to the divine living spirit that is within me. I must welcome myself and take the wisdom the Self knows to push out the ailments of my mind. I want to know the true happiness that is being open to the microcosm of the Self.
So I am healing and you come in the form of friends, in the form of my inner voice to keep me on this path. I stand, with my bow raised, Lord. I stand ready for battle, a warrior for my Self.
Aum Shanti
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