I am a human being apparently not a human doing.

There has been tremendous amounts of pain in my life both given and taken but it is all misguided love. Right now this second there is Peace. Forgiveness is the key and it starts at my own door.

The beauty is each moment i get to be again and again for eternity. Sometimes the dark corners of my soul feel like self imposed hell, but they are self imposed. There is freedom in that.

When i judge others all i see is a reflection of myself, un yet when i am asleep i still play this game pretending that if they are not as GOOD in inverted commas as me then for a brief second i get reprise from my stuff.

W. B. Yeats once wrote:

“It takes more courage to examine the dark corners of your own soul than it does for a soldier to fight on a battlefield.”

How exactly are we supposed to examine the dark corners of our soul when we are so busy?

How are we supposed to live the examined life?

But then if i am so busy of course i am doing so well, the same old asleep conditioning

I am eternally grateful to the wonderful people in my life who have showed patience and love so i may gently understand how to spell those words let alone even feel what they mean.

Morning world i choose to be love today.