Remembering what is within
I find great joy in mind play, diving through possible other worlds that we call dreams or imagination, while trying to dissect existence as we know it. In my play I sometimes forget to just enjoy being in a human body, then I am reminded of the heart beating in its chest, and the nervous system designed for me to travel through its many parts. As I sat meditating this morning I listened to the clock ticking away time, then a pulse in my ear played a song of joy flowing through my veins and I turned inward and remembered that my body is the first dimension that I need to understand. We so often look in our mirrors and think, that is me, which is easy as pie because our senses tell us so. But as I was just experiencing my body from my brain down, the idea returned that we are more than what we see and feel with the outer nerve endings. We exist as human forms, we have experiences from birth that make us focus on our exterior and forget about where our human awareness comes from. I re...