Lesson 12 and a day of bliss fullness following.
Today waking up with anxieties about the new day ? I still struggle with finding out what comes first, feeling or thinking?It is clear that, given a chance enough contriving and manipulation, thinking grows to un manageable proportions.
I sense the fulness of all, even if not its meaning.
A voice insists on the need to comprehend and fill something that is already full beyond measure, with more, with something that would have undeniable meaning, a meaning
“s”elf made.
Do I get this, as to be the competition with God that engenders fear ? I hope someone will understand what I feel so utterly lost, disconnected and frustrated at articulating. So it is so I sit.