It’s different. Everything is different, yet it is not. I’m quiet. I enjoy being alone. I’m not dependent of others’ opinions. I don’t need anyone, nor do I want anyone, if they don’t want me. I feel whole in every way. I don’t care about approval or disapproval. I am perfectly perfect by myself in my space, in my comfort of my own home. My children are my closest company. My greatest joy… Nothing else matters as much … I connect to the other side. I feel one with all. I am well and I am free.
The relationship between me and my ego. Two separate identities. Ego is stubborn and controlling. It does not want to surrender. It fights. A tough fight it puts on. But finally when it gives in, for it has no more energy to fight… Bliss. That’s all there is. To surrender. To let go. The trueness comes from behind the vail. How simple. How silly. I laughed and laughed at this pointless war. I laughed at the ego’s fight to survive. I laughed when I realized to surrender meant winning. And the prize was… well… priceless…
Rebirth.
So here I am. Whole. Grateful. Loved. And Safe. What else can I possibly ask for?! Well, maybe there is one little thing…