sum ergo sum

Tiff Having a little tiff, an experience of discomfort and friction. Immediately I check in and try to think of this event as a catalyst to my own personal growth. I play a game with my self and imagine my heart staying open no matter what. I see the event as a thing and place that thing in my open chest letting my heart process the thing as I sit quietly and allow the remnants flow through my cells and evaporate off my skin. Some times I get stuck, I repeat the scenario over and over until I can catch my obsessive monkey mind and change my thoughts. Some times I have to play the “what if” game. I imagine all the millions of other possible scenarios that could have been me. This world is truly a magnificent mystery. With so many thrilling stories and happenings. I could have been born on another continent, or another gender, I could have been disabled, deaf, blind. My birth parents could of abandoned me or beat me. I could have been indoctrinated into a satanic cult that ...

This body is the experience.  I have been looking all around for purpose and meaning and completely skirting the obvious answer. Its been right in front of my face all along, it is my face.  This body, these cells, these emotions, and desires.  Leaving would only mean I didn’t get the reason for my playing the game in the first place.  Being alive in human form is the reason for the existence of this beautiful planet we live on.  Being Flesh and bone and nerves and brains is the perfect playing field.  We get to master density. A new thought around being of form, this is a gift, a delight a choice and privilege.  Let the games begin!