the Self is inferior
the Self is dominant
there is no self
the war is over

Choices

As my sister-in-law opened her present, I watched her smile like a child who had gotten exactly what she wanted for Christmas. She loved the idea of a healing massage after a difficult delivery one month prior. I asked her why she didn’t get massages more often, and she replied that it was too indulgent. She’s rather spend money on nice clothing.

As I left my brother and sister-in-law’s place this afternoon to drive home, I thought of what we choose to buy for ourselves, and even what we choose to do with our time. I drove to the mall to see if I could find anything nice and on sale for my daughter or myself. I was so dizzy from the crowd, the colors, the confusion, that I left knowing I didn’t really want to be there. I’d rather be writing or reading or getting a massage myself.

I am trying to clear my intuition to be mindful of what it is trying to tell me. I know that nurturing my mind, body, and spirit is essential for my well being. Some choices I make purify me, and others leave me wanting more.

I left the shopping mall with nothing, unaware that I had actually given myself something.

Equanimity

letting go
more space
simple mind
freedom