Gross Subtle Shame Lost In Your Name

When things get challenging I remember to breathe and let go. It can be easy to get distracted from my purpose when I am judging myself and how I do or do not do things. I have to be especially careful with the toxic shame that sneaks into my daily activity and turns into self-obsession. There is no we when I am focused on the I and the me. Unity is a must for me to stay in the recovery process. When I lose sight of the activity of the narrow-minded ego, it hurts everyone around me. I want to be helpful, not hurtful. So I empathize with myself to see what is going on with me emotionally. I can be clear with a spiritual relationship to my truth that may be in resonance with the spark of our relationship to gain a newfound freedom as we unite as one body. When the pain becomes my focus, this is when I go off the track because my ego is hurt. I remember not to take myself so seriously because nothing matters as long as I did not hurt myself or another intentionally. When I keep my head clean and straightforward about who I am, my humor becomes authentic to making the inner heart smile with laughter of relatedness. As we identify our differences and similarities, we get to work through the dichotomy and illusion of others as an independent separate self. There is no self in the eyes of the source code for it is all one fractal of infinite information. Recovery from the lies I was programmed with since the moment I was conceived as the body has been in an overwhelming cycle that never stops and I keep peeling at the lies like an itch to a clear and clean reality. You can feel it when you lose yourself in a dance or the moment you light a candle to cleanse your worry with sage. You can feel it when you make love as a divine connection to pure intimacy and let go of the idea of orgasm or the fantasy of a sexy being. When you are lost in that conversation to loving connection and lose the sense of yourself, then you are born into that conscious awareness that united us as the one true being, and that is a beautiful gift when I lose the sight of selfish me.

©Art Gaia Frazee 9/23/2024 10:56 PM