"Paying Attention": Commentary (draft)
or
reliving the stories of the past
I
slip into
a damp gloomy place of discontent and misery -
it never seems to be good enough
Trapped…
“When each moment is born anew in your consciousness,
you will carry no more pain.
You have only to release the desire to suffer.”
I close my eyes
I take a deep breath
I ground myself
I grow into “here and now”
I am still
I listen and hear no voices - only wind
I am alone
and
free from all the characters and ghosts inhabiting my mind
At least for now