I see many people going through life as if they are sleepwalking. It seems to work okay for them. I wonder furtively if heightened consciousness is not completely overrated. If it wouldn't be easier to be a spiritual pedestrian, wholly ascribing to the popular interpretations of ancient texts, where "God in us" is dismissed as wholly metaphoric, rather than recognized as the suggestion of God-consciousness I believe it to be.
What if I closed my eyes to the super-real? Ignored the energetic layers of our existence and, say, ate cake? Ha ha. This bizarro symbolism for complacency only reveals my twisted mind: eat cake. I love cake.
Sometimes I wonder if we try to ascribe too much meaning to disparate events. I see my life as a narrative with purpose and an overarching plot arc, but I...am a writer. With the soul of a novelist. Therefore, of course I would see things this way.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I want to breathe out and let the lessons pass me by rather than reaching out to grasp at each with my fingertips.
Sometimes I just don't know.
Love you, K.
Meg
I hear ya, sistah.
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