Freedom Lies At The Heart Of My

These Precious Illusions In My Head Did Not Let Me Down When I Was Defenseless, And Parting With Them Is Like Parting With Invisible Best Friends.

I Notice That When I Feel The Most Disconnected, Once I'm Done Blaming The Moon And Everything Else, I Can See That I Am So Mired In Identification With Form And Ego And Story And Identity, And That If I Want To, I Can Read Some Scripture Or Read Some Spiritual Book Or Pray Or Meditate Or Sit In The Sun Or Hang Around The Birds And The Dogs, And Get A Real Objective Sense Of What's Really Going On Here. That Usually Softens Things.

Stay And Respond And Expand And Include And Allow And Forgive And Enjoy And Evolve And Discern And Inquire And Accept And Admit And Divulge And Open And Reach Out And Speak Up, This Is Utopia.

Peace Of Mind For Five Minutes, That's What I Crave.

What Makes Me Feel Alive Is Community, Connectedness. Certainly Family, Parenting, Relationships, Friendship. All The Way Into Colleague Relationships And Relationship With Spirit, Relationship With One's Own Self And Inner Child, And Animals, Earth, Planet. Fostering And Nurturing And Really Focusing On Connection - Connection In Relationship With Other And My Own Self And God. When I Don't Feel Connected In All Those Three Areas, Life Is Not Very Good.