Right, like I could do that.  I do think I’m awake–mostly.  I am always becoming more and more aware from this tunnel-vision human coral reef of beliefs.  Accepting the “gift” of what is going on beyond my control–that’s a regular practice and I constantly am aware [sic] of how unskilled I am.  Or rather, what is it about me that cannot accept the way things are?!?! 

I’m quite an actor, however.  The problem is that I’m improvising on a new script and I keep falling into the lines I learned in the old drama.  Changing the plot from: “It’s your fault that my life is like this,” to “what can I change about me, what can I accept about everything, how the HELL can I take time to pause and discern that difference.”  Ongoing comedy of my life!

To be still and feel the freedom of limitless life–a gift of love from the little me to the BIG Me–I am that I am that I am brilliant beautiful and beloved.