What's the springboard for remembrance of the Beloved One, of Self, of That which we already are?
It may begin as mind's thought or heart's feeling.
Eventually it can become a living current.
Such a thought-free awareness would be seamless and free-flowing, displacing nothing. Mental clutter would clear out having nothing to cling to.
Awakening's action pulls at our hearts inspiring love's movement. At the same time the pressure of its push dismantles ego-mind.
This pressure's often confused with more garden variety stress. Our reluctance to let go compounds discomfort and discontent.
Yet some of ego-mind's debris may be overdue for a send-off. Like a glacier's cast off fragments it dissolves in the ocean of remembrance.
What a sigh of relief when clued in to what's going on.
What deep gratitude and joy ushered in when accepting this gift's release.
