The Secret Place: Higher Consciousness
Each new day that I awake it seems that life takes on a new direction...
towards the same goal I have always had, I just didn't know it.
Beneath consciousness is a dark place where I cannot see the very things that drive me, that create me, that make me who I am right now.
But I hear sounds, noise, the sound of insanity.
These are thoughts that try to come out into the light, the truth of why I feel different, why I act a certain way, how I can do things I did...
these are in the dark for a reason.
In prayer I go to a place full of light, far away from this dark cave, yet my prayers enter and travel deep into it: searching for the truth.
What I have found is what my family sees as change, a different attitude towards life and everyone in it, and also love...
often the things we hate about people create the most love for them, so strange this living business is.
When I come out of the light I enter into the world carrying with me that light, and it is my duty, my job, my responsibility to give it to whomever I can.
It is the only way to keep it, another paradox.
Finally, inside of my mind in a place where I can just be...
anything is possible, yet I feel an urge to love.
I want to give love, it seems the most positive, useful thing in my life I have control over.
I do not have control over who gives me love, how they give it, but I do have the power-the gift-to give it.
After wandering around lost for so long, and finding such a beautiful place within, I sometimes stop in the middle of my day and thank God or whatever allowed humans to be able to think.
I used to do all sorts of things to stop my thoughts from coming, now I welcome them, because in The Secret Place I am safe, I am okay, I am.
I have found that the greatest moments in my life have been when I felt the most love, this feeling came out of no where, but I knew it had to do with faith, work, and living a certain way.
What is this way? It is the way the Dalai Lama teaches, what Jesus wanted, Buddha and the principles set down as guides to the lost sheep like me: scared and lonely looking for a hand, a hug, something to hold on to when everything seems hopeless...
towards the same goal I have always had, I just didn't know it.
Beneath consciousness is a dark place where I cannot see the very things that drive me, that create me, that make me who I am right now.
But I hear sounds, noise, the sound of insanity.
These are thoughts that try to come out into the light, the truth of why I feel different, why I act a certain way, how I can do things I did...
these are in the dark for a reason.
In prayer I go to a place full of light, far away from this dark cave, yet my prayers enter and travel deep into it: searching for the truth.
What I have found is what my family sees as change, a different attitude towards life and everyone in it, and also love...
often the things we hate about people create the most love for them, so strange this living business is.
When I come out of the light I enter into the world carrying with me that light, and it is my duty, my job, my responsibility to give it to whomever I can.
It is the only way to keep it, another paradox.
Finally, inside of my mind in a place where I can just be...
anything is possible, yet I feel an urge to love.
I want to give love, it seems the most positive, useful thing in my life I have control over.
I do not have control over who gives me love, how they give it, but I do have the power-the gift-to give it.
After wandering around lost for so long, and finding such a beautiful place within, I sometimes stop in the middle of my day and thank God or whatever allowed humans to be able to think.
I used to do all sorts of things to stop my thoughts from coming, now I welcome them, because in The Secret Place I am safe, I am okay, I am.
I have found that the greatest moments in my life have been when I felt the most love, this feeling came out of no where, but I knew it had to do with faith, work, and living a certain way.
What is this way? It is the way the Dalai Lama teaches, what Jesus wanted, Buddha and the principles set down as guides to the lost sheep like me: scared and lonely looking for a hand, a hug, something to hold on to when everything seems hopeless...
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