“Being lazy” and “digging deeper” have transformed themselves into “relaxing” and “settling into being.”
I’m now settling like a rock into the deepest possible pond I can find. I’m helped along by enforced idleness. Just enough of the symptoms continue to entirely tire me out on a regular basis (every two or three hours). Then I need to lie down again.
I believe that most spiritual seekers think in terms of “higher.” I’m drawn to “deeper.”
It’s hard to deepen and write, but I’ll try as part of my mission to go up (or go deeper) along with everybody – and write about it.
I imagine deepening as sinking below the waves and, within thirty feet, leaving most of the surface commotion behind.
At this point I’m aware of density. My body feels as if it weighs three hundred pounds. And I keep sinking.
At some point, my body separates…
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