I found myself expecting quite a lot from my friends, and mostly from me today. I wonder what part of me feels it is entitled to expect, or to demand from another anything? This life seems to have little meaning when caught up in the rat race, without any quality of life.
Sometimes, I can find time to just take the moment as it comes,
to accept what is given, to just be and letting go of my attachements. When I experience this state of being in the now, I can honestly not see an end to the endless, unconditional beauty and love of our creator. Embracing us all, and I so enjoy being part of this creating energy.
Some other times, I am been caught up in my planning, worrying, and doing, without retaining much of the possibilities offered by my divine nature. When I feel this way, everything else is being cut off from me. All that remains is the struggle of experiencing matter under my denser aspect. I am pushing, shovling, and forcing things to be done.
What seems relevant for me right now, is to find a sense of balance. A sense of equilibrium, a middle ground, from where I can do and be at the same time, if only for a few heart beats during my day. With body tensions, comes all sorts of negative emotions and tensions, which can ultimately go into anger if not reined in.
Can I remain with what is, can I take in all the world has to offer and keep it for my heart? Can I remember my sense of weight, my breath gently carressing my lungs? Can I observe my thoughts and feelings? Can I just be and fly?