A change of perspective begins…
With the age-old question “Who am I?”.
In the quiet contemplative moments my mind wanders,
Seeking silence for answers.
It begins to feel a bit like a crowded elevator of the mind when I think of all of my selves: Who I was, who I became and who is asking this question.
How could we all be contained in one body?
I like the freedom and curiosity of my childhood self. She and I are the most alike.
Through the years my mind has been molded. A lifetime of thoughts harden into casts of belief; setting me in my rigid ways.
My spirit atrophies, I lose my bliss and become ignorant to what I have lost.
This cast I wear holds me in place until I can no longer take the confines of this state.
Think.
No, FEEL.
Remember.
You know there is more than this.
You are only a prisoner in your mind; armed and guarded by your own fear.
Do not participate and you will be free.
Something inside me is stirring.
Someone else is awakening. How could I have slept for so long?
The Real Me is not this girl I see. I am the someone peering out from behind my eyes.
I am more than the human existence I see in the mirror.
She has lost her way.
She is not her body. She is not her mind. She is none of the labels used to classify her.
Her nature is spiritual. THAT is who she is. She is eternal. She is a perfect, beautiful, infinite soul. She is connected to the Source of the Universe and has no beginning and no end.
I am her and I am here to help her remember.
I see the flaws of the flesh she’s been blind to and accepting of. Anger, blame, judgement. She is none of that.
And suddenly she remembers…
This is not me.
I want out.
I would be scared if I didn’t have this very familiar feeling that I am on the right path. I’ve been here before. I have chills. Someone else is with me. I feel It.
I feel the itch, the need to stretch and my cast begins to crack.
Light pours in, illuminating dust and I wonder, “Where have I been?”.
My body is amnesia and I am born again.
The more I explore, the more I emerge, the more I know who I am.
I am the soul of this body! I am pure positive energy, accessible at all times.
I seek Truth but only in beauty and beauty is all I choose to see.
The Soul, the Real Me, has ability beyond description but not beyond imagination.
Doors appear that give access to unseen things and unseen places.
I am at the threshold.
I have been dreaming of this place.
I am awake.
