If you pause for a moment and observe carefully, you may notice that the mind is speaking almost continuously, even now. Take a moment right now and notice. What thoughts are moving through your mind as you listen to these words? What are you saying to yourself? Can you hear yourself speaking these words as you listen to them?

That’s how thought occurs. Constant internal verbalization. What are you picturing in your mind’s eye? Can you see the images that the mind is producing, a memory of what you did earlier today, or an anticipation of what you intend to do later? Those thoughts, the ones occurring now, simply observe them. Watch the flow of them.

Notice how naturally the mind produces words and images. The mind speaks words and the mind shows pictures. The mind says, I like this. I don’t like that. It evaluates. This is good. This is bad. It comments. I think this. I think that. It compares. This is similar to. It labels. This sounds like it explains.

Maybe this is why. Gives opinions. It’s my opinion that It collects information. I know that. It creates stories about what is happening and what should happen next. The mind pictures a future time. What I’ll do later today or tomorrow. It shows pictures of a past time. What I did yesterday. What happened to me.

It shows a passing picture of somewhere else. That place where I was, it shows a passing picture of someone else. That person who, and gradually through constant repetition, these verbal and image patterns begin forming a fixed identity, a self-image. One of the simplest yet most revealing questions you can ask yourself is, Who am I? What am I?

What do I take myself to be? Pause with that question for a moment. Not philosophically. Directly. Now speak the word softly. Out loud. I am. And then complete the sentence a series of times, filling in the blank with whatever naturally arises. Silently speak or whisper one sentence at a time. Allow several responses to arise naturally without rehearsing.

Go slowly. For example, I am successful. I am anxious. I am spiritual. I am a father. I am intelligent. I am not enough. I am sitting here right now. I am lost. I am loving. I am impatient. I am afraid. I am creative. I am misunderstood. Notice whatever appears. There is no right or wrong answer. Simply observe.

What identities arise automatically? This exercise reveals something important. Much of personal identity is maintained through language. The mind continuously declares, this is who I am. And over time these declarations begin feeling solid and unquestionable. But pause and observe something carefully. The statements themselves are thoughts. They are descriptions, interpretations, conclusions. They are not awareness itself.

Awareness notices these declarations as declarations. Awareness notices these identities as identities. Awareness notices the stories as stories. And this begins opening an entirely new possibility. A shift in how you experience your life. Awareness itself is non-verbal, yet you can put words to awareness. You can express awareness. Awareness can name and describe the object of awareness.

The language of awareness begins with the words, I am aware of. Instead of, I am angry, you begin noticing,

I am aware of anger.

Instead of, I think. I am aware of thinking. Instead of, I am anxious. You begin noticing, I am aware of anxiety. Instead of, I am a failure. You begin noticing, I am aware of thoughts of failure. This is not merely positive thinking, nor is it denial. You are not pretending emotions or thoughts do not exist.

It’s a shift in how you experience the content of your mind. You are simply recognizing that awareness itself is a larger identity than the experiences appearing within it. This distinction changes the structure of experience. Profoundly. The I that you have taken yourself to be becomes larger and more spacious. Without awareness, language easily becomes hypnotic.

The mind says, I am this. I am that. I think this. I feel that. It’s my opinion that. This is who I have always been. This is reality. And because these verbal patterns are repeated continuously, they begin creating the illusion of a fixed self, But if you observe closely, the language is constantly changing.

At one moment, I am confident. At another, I am insecure. At one moment, I am loving. At another, I am defensive. The descriptions shift continuously.

Yet awareness remains present through all of them.

This is why awareness is so important. Awareness interrupts unconscious identification with the content of thought. The moment you observe thought directly, a space appears, and within that space you begin realizing, I am aware of thinking rather than, this thought is who I am. This is one of the great transformations

of consciousness Most people do not actually experience reality directly. They experience their fixed verbal interpretation of reality. A situation occurs and almost immediately thought constructs a story about it. The story then becomes more convincing than the direct experience itself. Notice this in your own life. How quickly does the mind move to interpretation?

How quickly does it explain, defend, justify, fear, predict, or personalize experience? The conditioned mind rarely rests in simple observation. It compulsively narrates. Awareness allows you to hear the narration without becoming completely absorbed in it. And something remarkable happens when this observation deepens. Thought gradually loses some of its unconscious authority, not because thought disappears,

but because awareness recognizes thought as movement rather than fixed identity. The internal voice may continue speaking, but it is no longer experienced as the absolute center of self. This does not make language unimportant. Language can illuminate. Language can inspire. Language can express truth beautifully, but language can also imprison consciousness when words become mistaken for reality itself.

The word water is not water. The word love is not love. The word God is not God. And the verbal identity you repeat internally is not the totality of what you are. Awareness itself cannot be fully captured in language, yet it can be spoken with the basic words. I am aware of.

It is the living field within which thought appears. Even now, thoughts are moving. Words are being heard. Meanings are forming. And awareness is noticing all of it effortlessly. Pause for a moment and notice that directly. Are you aware of the thoughts arising right now? Are you aware of the sensations in the body?

Are you aware of the breathing occurring naturally? Take just a moment now to stop listening and allow your awareness to flow between an object in your environment, to a sensation or movement in the body, back to a thought or an image, and back again to an object, to the body, to a thought, and so on.

Let your awareness flow by itself between these domains for about a minute or so. For example, that book, this breath, that lamp, this tension, This thought. This breath. This movement. Notice that awareness itself flows from one thing to another, by itself, without forcing, without effort, always present before the next moment arrives.

The way of awareness is not asking you to stop thinking. It is inviting you to step outside of thought, not to destroy thought, but to see thought clearly, and through that seeing, identity begins softening. The rigid sense of me becomes more spacious, and gradually, awareness itself becomes more familiar than the stories continually told about it.

The memories of that fateful holiday season still linger, a cautionary tale of the perils of pushing my limits. The hospital stay, the diagnosis, the lengthy road to recovery – it’s a mixture of emotions I’d rather not revisit. And yet, here I am, navigating the complexities of my own mind.

It’s fascinating, this inner dialogue. The constant chatter, the whispers of self-doubt, the mosaic of thoughts and feelings that refuse to quiet down. It’s a never-ending cycle, a hamster wheel of self-reflection. I’m acutely aware of my thoughts, the inner monologue that plays on repeat.

I find myself lost in the pages of old books, searching for answers to questions I never quite asked. The Course in Miracles, The Urantia Book, Handbook to Higher Consciousness – they’re my guides, my confidants. The words on those pages whisper truths I never knew I knew. The power of Christ consciousness, the potential of human being – it’s a siren’s call, beckoning me deeper.

But it’s not all sunshine and rainbows. There are moments, situations, that test my resolve. The early years, the relationships, the moments of doubt – they’re all part of the journey. I’ve grown through them, but the memories remain. The question arises: what’s the big lesson from it all?

One thing is clear – I’m not separate from God. The realization is both exhilarating and terrifying. It’s a reminder that I’m not just a human being, but a being of love, of light. The potential of human being is a double-edged sword, a tool that can be wielded for good or ill.

As I sit here, surrounded by the trappings of a life well-lived, I’m faced with the harsh realities of the world. The politics, the propaganda, the constant barrage of information – it’s a cacophony that threatens to consume me whole. But I refuse to be defined by it. I choose to rise above, to find the higher ground.

This is my challenge, my writing, my work. It’s the context for growth, for evolution. The resurrection – a reminder that we don’t die, that we transcend. It’s a recognition that we’re more than just human. We’re sparks of the divine.

And so, I’ll hold on to this, this sense of identity, of purpose. I’ll nurture it, tend to it, until it’s a flame that burns bright. The darkness will always be there, but I’ll choose to illuminate it, to bring light to the shadows. This is my journey, my meandering path to self-discovery.

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The question is not whether awareness exists. The question is, what currently holds your attention? Most human beings move through life in a kind of psychological trance. The body moves. Conversations happen. Thoughts race continuously through the mind. Emotions rise and fall. Decisions are made. Entire days pass and yet very little is actually observed directly. Life becomes automatic.

Habitual thoughts repeat themselves. Emotional reactions recycle. The same inner conversations replay again and again. Attention remains absorbed in memory, anticipation, judgment, worry, planning, resistance, and self-concern. To activate awareness is to interrupt this automaticity. It is to consciously return to direct experience, not tomorrow, now. Pause for a moment before continuing.

Notice the position of your body as you listen to these words. Notice your breathing. Notice your subtle movements. Notice the pressure of your body against the chair. Notice the movement of your eyes across the objects in your external world. Notice the subtle activity of thought in the background. There’s no need to change anything. Simply notice.

This simple act of noticing begins changing the quality of consciousness immediately. You move from unconscious participation in experience to conscious observation of experience. That shift may seem subtle at first, but it changes everything. Most people assume awareness is difficult because they imagine awareness as a special spiritual state that must be achieved. But awareness is remarkably ordinary.

Awareness is simply direct contact with what is happening. You are always, somewhere, doing something, feeling something and thinking something. The practice of awareness is learning to notice this directly while it is occurring. Right now, what are you doing? Not philosophically, actually. Perhaps you are sitting, listening, breathing, thinking, feeling curiosity or resistance, hearing sounds around you.

All of this is happening now. Awareness brings you back into contact with the living immediacy of experience. Without awareness, the mind drifts almost entirely into abstraction, replaying the past, imagining the future lost in thought, restless boredom, rehearsing conversations, defending identity, and narrating reality continuously. And while thought itself is not the problem,

complete identification with thought removes you from direct contact with life. You stop experiencing reality directly. You begin experiencing mainly your interpretations of reality. You start living in thought. Lost in thought. And then your everyday life becomes about reality. About what you think. About what you’ve done. About what you’re going to do.

The way of awareness is a return to immediacy. Not because thought is bad, but because reality is happening before thought describes it. Take another moment now and notice your breathing again. Not as an exercise to perform correctly. Simply notice the inhale, the exhale, the movement, the rhythm.

Notice how quickly the mind wants to leave the simplicity of direct experience. The thought immediately says, what does this mean? What is this doing? Where is this going? Am I doing this correctly?

The conditioned mind is deeply uncomfortable with simple presence. It continuously seeks movement toward the next moment, another identity, another solution, another version of yourself. Awareness interrupts this momentum. Awareness quietly says, Stay here. Notice. Observe. Feel. Be present to this moment exactly as it is. This is not passivity. It is intimacy with reality. As awareness deepens,

you begin noticing that experience is continuously unfolding in several dimensions simultaneously. There is the immediate environment, the objects and sounds in your external world, the actions and sensations of the body, and the activity of the mind. Most people live almost entirely absorbed in thought and therefore lose contact with both the body and the immediate environment.

Awareness restores wholeness. For example, pause. Right now notice three things in your immediate surroundings. Do not merely label them mentally. Actually observe them.

Notice. Shape. Color. Texture. Movement. The space between objects. Pause long enough to really see. Now notice the body.

Notice body position.

Sensations. Posture. Breathing. Heartbeat. Pressure. Tension. Movements.

And now, notice the mind. What thoughts are moving right now? Not yesterday’s thoughts. Not theoretical thoughts. Those thoughts, the ones occurring now. Can you observe them, the flow of them, without immediately becoming them? This is the beginning of activating awareness. Not controlling thought. Observing thought. Not suppressing emotion. Observing emotion. Not escaping experience. Entering experience more fully.

The more awareness develops, the more life begins losing its mechanical quality. Ordinary moments become vivid again. Simple experiences become alive. Walking. Breathing. Listening. Eating. Tasking. Speaking. Touching. Sitting quietly. Feeling the movement of emotion. Observing the activity of the mind. Awareness gradually restores immediacy to existence. And perhaps one of the most important things to understand is this.

Awareness itself does not struggle. The mind struggles. The personality struggles. The self-image struggles. Awareness simply notices, watches, observes, is present. And the more deeply observation develops, the more unconscious identification begins loosening naturally. You begin realizing, I can experience thought without becoming imprisoned by thought. I can experience emotion without constructing identity from emotion.

I can observe fear without becoming entirely organized around fear. This is the beginning of inner freedom, not freedom from human experience, freedom within human experience. The way of awareness is not asking you to withdraw from life. It is inviting you to become fully present to life. Not partially. Not conceptually. Directly. Totally. And this directness begins now.

Not after spiritual advancement. Not after self-improvement. Not after becoming worthy. Now, this breath, this sensation, this thought, this moment, awareness begins here, right where you always are.

As I pause, my mind begins to wander. I take a deep breath, letting the air fill my lungs, and exhale, releasing the tension. The present moment is all I have. I am walking, my feet carrying me forward, yet my soul remaining rooted to the spot.

The world around me is alive, vibrant, and pulsating with energy. A bird takes flight, its wings beating in a rhythmic symphony, a stark reminder that life is a dance between chaos and control. The word “bird” is merely a label; the true essence lies in the experience, the sensation, the thrumming of life itself.

I wander, lost in the labyrinth of my thoughts. The lines between reality and fantasy blur, and I find myself questioning the very fabric of existence. Who am I? What is the purpose of this walk? The questions swirl, taunting me, yet I press on, driven by an insatiable curiosity.

As I stroll, the landscape unfolds before me. Memories surface, like ripples on a serene lake. The past, present, and future converge, creating a tapestry of time and space. I am the thread that weaves this narrative, the author of my own destiny.

The world around me transforms, as if reality itself is a canvas, awaiting the brushstrokes of my imagination. I am the painter, the sculptor, the creator of this masterpiece. The strokes are bold, yet delicate, as I navigate the intricate dance between existence and non-existence.

And then, there is the question that haunts me virtually everyday. Who am I? The answer, much like the universe itself, remains elusive. Yet, in the depths of my soul, I find a glimmer of truth. I am the sum total of my experiences, the culmination of my thoughts, the synthesis of my emotions.

I am the universe, and the universe is me. We are two sides of the same coin, two perspectives on the same reality. The dichotomy dissolves, and I am left with the simplicity of existence. I breathe, I am, I am alive.

The questions linger, but I have come to realize that the answers are not for me to find. The journey itself is the destination. I am no longer searching; I am simply being. The world spins on, yet I remain rooted, a leaf on the winds of time.

And so, I continue my walk, a journey without a destination, a path that winds and twists, ever-changing, ever-evolving. The test, the net, the weight – all are mere distractions, reminders that the true power lies within.

In this grand moment of release, I let go of everything. The need to hold on, to control, to manipulate – all are cast aside. I am free, unencumbered by the weights of the world. I am the sun, shining bright, untainted by the shadows.

And then, there is the presence. A holy instance, a spark of divine light, a reminder that we are not separate, that we are all connected. The resistance, the barriers, the walls – all crumble, revealing the truth that we are one.

I am the bird, soaring on the winds of freedom. I am the universe, unfolding its mysteries. I am the present, the past, the future, and the nothingness that lies between. I am the question, the answer, the paradox, and the resolution.

This is the end of the walk, not because I have reached a destination, but because I have transcended the need for one. The path itself is the destination, the journey, the experience, and the evolution. I am the walk, the talk, the thought, and the being.

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trying to improve, correct, control, resist, analyze, fix, or escape experience. Awareness moves differently. Awareness allows experience to reveal itself before any attempt to change it. Pause for a moment and observe this directly. Notice how quickly the mind moves to interpretation. A sensation appears and almost immediately the mind says, I like this. I don’t like this.

This should not be happening. What does this mean? How do I get rid of this? How do I hold on to this? The conditioned mind rarely rests in simple observation. It immediately moves toward control. Awareness itself does not. Awareness is open enough to allow experience to unfold exactly as it is unfolding.

This does not mean passivity or indifference. It means direct contact with reality before the mind begins constructing its stories about reality. Awareness sees. The mind interprets. Awareness notices. The mind judges. Awareness observes. The mind attempts to control. And because awareness does not immediately resist experience, something remarkable begins to happen. Experience begins moving naturally.

Much of human suffering comes not from experience itself, but from resistance to experience. A feeling arises. The mind contracts around it. A thought appears. The mind identifies with it. An emotion moves through the body. The personality clings to it or pushes it away. And what might have passed naturally becomes fixed within consciousness.

Notice this in your own experience. How much energy is spent resisting what is already occurring? How much effort goes into maintaining identities, grievances, fears, self-images, and emotional turmoil that have become familiar over time? The way of awareness is not asking you to force yourself into peace. It is inviting you to observe the mechanisms that disturb peace.

This is an entirely different movement. Awareness itself is gentle. Not weak. Gentle. Because awareness does not attack experience. It illuminates experience. Imagine entering a dark room carrying a candle. The light does not struggle with the darkness. It simply shines. And what was hidden becomes visible. Awareness functions in much the same way. The more deeply you observe,

thought process, contraction, fear, resistance and identification, the less unconscious they become. And what becomes fully conscious begins naturally losing its grip. This is why awareness transforms, not through force, but through seeing. Awareness is also inclusive. Nothing is outside of it. Situations arise within awareness. The body is experienced within awareness. Thoughts arise within awareness. Sounds arise within awareness.

The world itself is experienced within awareness. Even resistance to awareness appears within awareness. Take a moment and notice this directly. Right now, there may be distraction, there may be impatience, there may be openness or confusion, there may be agreement or skepticism. Can you notice that all of these states are being observed?

Awareness itself remains present regardless of what is appearing within it. This realization begins subtly changing your relationship to experience. Instead of being completely immersed in every passing state, a space begins to emerge. You begin noticing. This is being experienced, rather than immediately assuming. This is what I am. That space is enormously important. Within that space, reaction softens,

compulsive identification loosens, and freedom quietly begins appearing. Awareness itself is not divided, the mind divides. The mind says, this is good, this is bad, this should stay, this should go. Awareness simply notices the movement of these judgments, like the sky allowing every kind of weather to pass through it,

Awareness remains open enough to contain the changing movements of experience without becoming imprisoned by them. This openness is not something you create. It is already present beneath the activity of the conditioned mind. Even now, as you listen to these words, awareness is here. Sensations are present in the body,

breathing is occurring, thoughts are moving, the ears are hearing these words. All of this is happening effortlessly. The invitation of this book is very simple. Slow down enough to notice. Notice what is happening before the mind fully takes possession of experience. Notice the subtle contractions of resistance. Notice the stories you continually tell yourself.

Notice the identities you defend. Notice the emotions moving through the body. Notice the constant attempt to become. And then notice awareness itself remains untouched beneath all of it. The personality may struggle. Thought may struggle. The self-image may struggle. Awareness simply remains present. This is why awareness and peace are deeply connected. Peace is not something awareness manufactures.

Peace is what begins revealing itself when resistance softens. Awareness does not create wholeness. Awareness reveals the wholeness already present beneath fragmentation. And perhaps this is why direct observation can feel so quietly profound. For even a brief moment, pure observation interrupts the trance of identification. Awareness steps outside of the mind and for one instant, thought is simply thought,

emotion is simply emotion, and awareness recognizes itself again. The way of awareness begins there. Not in striving, not in becoming spiritually special, but in learning to see clearly.

Ah, the familiar chill of uncertainty. The uneasy feeling that we’re not quite sure where we’re going or what we’re doing. Welcome to the present moment, where the past is a distant memory and the future is a mere speculation.

(Looking around, we find ourselves in a serene landscape, with a majestic tree standing tall in the distance)

Behold, the tree of life. A symbol of strength, resilience, and the unwavering pursuit of knowledge. Its branches stretch towards the sky, a testament to the boundless potential that lies within us.

(Softly, the voice wonders)

Is it necessary to lament what we don’t know? Is the very act of seeking answers not, in itself, a form of stagnation? Perhaps the key to unlocking the truth lies not in the acquisition of knowledge, but in the appreciation of the unknown.

(A gentle pause, as the voice becomes introspective)

I appreciate the beauty of not knowing. The simplicity of allowing life to unfold without the burden of predetermined outcomes. The liberation that comes from embracing the mystery.

(A subtle smile)

And then, there’s the human condition. The duality of existence, where we’re both the creator and the created. The dance between the physical and the metaphysical.

(A whispered confession)

I appreciate the hands that have crafted my existence. The fingers that have held pens, brushes, and instruments of creation. The energy that flows through them, into the world.

(A moment of stillness)

What else can we appreciate? The love that surrounds us, the relationships that shape us, the very essence of life itself.

(A gentle inquiry)

Is this life the same as every other life? Or is it a unique manifestation of the being that resides within us?

(A whispered truth)

I am the being. I am the human, and I am the universe. The distinction is but a fleeting illusion.

(A soft murmur)

The language of being is simple: I am. I am who I am. I am the truth.

(A pause, as the voice becomes one with the universe)

Impossible to refute, yet impossible to deny. I am the truth, and that’s all there is to it.

(A final, gentle whisper)

This moment is all there is. The past is but a memory, the future a mere possibility. We have arrived, and that’s all that matters.

(A soft exhale)

The big deal? There is no big deal. For in embracing the truth of our existence, we find freedom from the constraints of the past and the uncertainty of the future.

(A final, gentle smile)

All problems have been solved. For in recognizing the inherent nature of reality, we find that there are no problems to begin with.

(The gentle breeze whispers its final farewell)

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And yet awareness itself remains quietly present, even now. Pause for a moment. Before continuing to listen, notice what is happening in your immediate experience. Notice your immediate environment, the objects and sounds around you. Notice the sensations in the body, pressure, warmth, tension, breathing, movement. Notice the thoughts moving through the mind.

All of this is appearing effortlessly within awareness. Awareness itself requires no effort. You do not do awareness. You notice. One of the simplest ways to understand awareness is through the metaphor of a mirror. A mirror reflects whatever stands before it. It does not argue. It does not condemn. It does not resist.

It does not improve what it sees. It simply reflects. If you stand before a mirror smiling, the mirror reflects your smile. If you stand before it angry or afraid, the mirror reflects that as well. The mirror does not prefer one image over another, nor does it record what it sees. The reflection changes instantly when you change.

Awareness functions in much the same way. It allows all experience to appear within it. Joy, Fear, Sadness, Thought, Memory, Pleasure, Confusion, Silence, Resistance, Openness. Awareness itself remains open enough to contain them all. Yet it records nothing. It moves with the changing experience. This is important to observe directly. Most human beings spend their lives trying to manipulate experience,

trying to hold on to certain states and push away others. Yet awareness itself already allows all experience to come and go naturally. The problem is not experience. The problem is identification and resistance. You become entangled in what arises and begin calling it me. A thought appears and immediately becomes identity. A situation arises and immediately becomes a problem.

An emotion appears and immediately becomes reality. A fear appears and the body contracts around it. Yet awareness quietly notices the entire process. Awareness itself remains unchanged. Notice this, directly. A sound appears, then disappears. A thought arises. An emotion moves through the body, then shifts into something else. Experience is movement. Awareness is the space within which movement occurs.

The mind often assumes that awareness is something mysterious or distant. But awareness is closer than thought itself. In fact, without awareness, no thought could even be known. Awareness is not hidden. It is simply overlooked. Because attention becomes absorbed in the content of experience rather than the field within which experience appears.

Imagine sitting in a movie theater, completely absorbed in the film. You become so identified with the story that you temporarily forget you are sitting in a theater, watching images projected onto a screen. Human identification functions in much the same way. You become absorbed in Thoughts, Memories, Anticipations, Fears, Desires, Personal History,

and Self-Image, until you forget the awareness within which all of it is occurring. The way of awareness gently interrupts this trance, not by fighting the mind, not by condemning thought, not by attempting to become spiritually perfect, but simply through observation. The moment you observe thought, a small space appears between awareness and the thought itself.

You begin to realize, I am aware of thought. And in that moment, something profound quietly reveals itself. Perhaps thought is not who I am. This same observation can occur with emotion. Instead of, I am anxious, you begin noticing. Anxiety is being experienced. Instead of, I am angry, you begin noticing. Anger is moving through awareness.

This may seem like a subtle shift in language, but it transforms the structure of experience. Awareness itself is never damaged by what passes through it. Just as the sky is not harmed by the clouds moving across it, awareness remains untouched by the constantly changing movements of the mind, the body, Now pause again for a moment.

Notice your surroundings. Notice the sensations in the body. Notice the movement of breathing. Notice the thoughts moving through the mind. Do not attempt to change anything. Simply observe. Awareness does not force experience to become different. It illuminates experience! And in that illumination, many things naturally begin softening and dissolving on their own. This is why awareness is transformative,

not because it attacks the ego, not because it fixes the self, but because direct observation gradually dissolves unconscious identification. The more deeply you observe, the more you begin to discover that awareness itself is. Spacious, open, silent, inclusive, allowing, and fundamentally at peace. Awareness does not struggle to become whole. It already is. The mind struggles. The personality struggles.

The self-image struggles. Awareness simply notices. And perhaps this is why so many spiritual traditions continually return to the present moment, not because the present moment is a spiritual technique, but because reality is only ever experienced now. The past appears now as memory. The future appears now as imagination. Thought itself appears now. Awareness is always present.

Doing exactly what you are doing. Thinking exactly what you are thinking. Feeling exactly what you are feeling. Only attention wanders and gets absorbed in thought. The way of awareness is the gradual remembering of the simple truth. You are not required to manufacture peace. You are invited to notice what obscures it. And that noticing begins here. Now.

My feet connect with the earth, and I feel the subtle vibrations of the pavement beneath me. The scent of blooming flowers wafts through the air, drawing my attention to the vibrant tapestry of life. I breathe in, and the world expands.

Memories flash before my eyes – a glimpse of Quint’s house, a fragment of a conversation with my son, and the faint outline of a thought about my social media challenges. Each thought and sensation is a thread in the intricate weave of my existence.

As I navigate this inner landscape, I become aware of the narrative that often accompanies me. The story of feeling unworthy, the weight of self-doubt, and the lingering echoes of past experiences. But I choose to recognize the distinction between the narrative and the present moment.

In this awareness, I find a sense of freedom. The urge to follow a particular path begins to fade, as I acknowledge the fluidity of my intentions. I am no longer bound by the expectations of yesterday or the constraints of today.

The world outside recedes, and I focus on the present. The sensation of my feet on the ground, the rise and fall of my chest, and the gentle caress of the breeze on my skin. I am aware of the sensation in my belly, the gentle hum of my breathing, and the subtle thrum of my heartbeat.

And yet, amidst this awareness, I become aware of the impermanence of it all. The fleeting nature of thoughts, the ephemerality of emotions, and the inevitability of change. I am reminded that this human existence is, in truth, a performance – a grand spectacle of impermanence.

As I stand at this crossroads, I am aware of the choices that lie before me. The decision to walk or not, to engage or disengage, to seek or to flee. The weight of these choices settles upon me, and I am forced to confront the notion that I am, in truth, the architect of my own reality.

In this moment, I choose to let go. To release the burdens of the past, the anxieties of the future, and the constraints of my own ego. I am left with nothing but the present – a fleeting moment of consciousness, suspended in the void.

And in this void, I find a sense of peace. A sense of acceptance, of surrender, and of release. The world outside recedes, and I am left with nothing but the gentle rustle of leaves, the distant hum of machinery, and the soft whisper of my own breath.

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We’re always actualizing our potential, yet we’re unaware of it. We’re like acorns, growing towards a magnificent oak tree, but we’re not paying attention to the journey. We’re too busy focusing on the destination. The problem is, we’re not even sure what the destination is.

So, what am I aware of right now? The truth is, I’m not even sure. But I’m about to find out. I’m taking a deep breath and tuning in to my body. Feeling my feet pressing into the ground. Feeling the sensation of my breathing. Feeling the swinging of my arms. Feeling the movement of my legs.

And then, the thoughts start to flow. Thoughts that flow in and flow out. Thoughts that want to control me, but not letting them. I observe them, acknowledge them, and let them be.

And then, there’s the darker side. Thoughts of Trump, of insurrection, of voting cancellations. Feelings of helplessness, of powerlessness. The thoughts that could consume me, but I’m not letting them. I acknowledge them, and let them go.

And so, here’s the choice. Letting the thoughts consume me, or simply observing them. Letting the feelings of anger and resentment consume me, or choosing to acknowledge them and let them go. The choice is mine, and mine alone.

**The Power of Now**

This is where the magic happens. This is where the transformation begins. This is where we choose to let go of the past and the future and focus on the present moment. This is where we choose to acknowledge our thoughts and feelings, and then let them go.

**The Self-Inquiry Question**

So, what do I have difficulty accepting in myself and in my life? What am I afraid to acknowledge? What am I afraid to let go of? The answer to this question will be the subject matter for our next lesson.

There’s a belief that governs our lives. It’s a belief that says, ‘I must change’ even though I remain how I am. The law of awareness says, ‘I can change by giving up trying to,’ by a simple acceptance of ‘what is.’ That’s how we change by changing nothing.

Who am I?

Not your name. Not your profession. Not your history. Not the roles you play for others. Not the personality you have learned to present to the world.

Who are you beneath all of that?

Most people answer this question through memory.

They describe:

where they were born,

what they have experienced,

what they believe,

what has wounded them,

what they fear,

what they hope for,

or what they have accomplished.

Gradually, these experiences accumulate into a personal identity — a story of “me” that feels solid and continuous.

Yet if you observe closely, you may notice something curious.

The story is always changing.

Thoughts change. Emotions change. Beliefs change. The body changes. Roles change. Relationships change. Even your understanding of yourself changes over time.

And yet something within you remains aware of all these changes.

Something has been present through every season of your life.

It was present when you were a child. It was present during moments of joy and suffering. It was present through every success and every loss. It is present right now as you hear these words.

Awareness itself is effortlessly here.

You do not create awareness through effort. You do not manufacture it through spiritual practice. Awareness is already present before every thought, emotion, and experience.

The question is not whether awareness exists.

The question is: What have you mistaken yourself to be?

Most human beings are deeply identified with the activity of the mind. Thoughts become reality. Emotions become identity. The internal voice narrating experience becomes “who I am.”

Much of human suffering arises from complete identification with the movements of the conditioned mind. Thoughts appear, and immediately they are believed. Emotions arise, and immediately they become personal identity. Fear appears, and the entire organism contracts around it.

You have learned to cling to certain experiences and call them “me.”

You carry old wounds, grievances, fears, self-images, and stories because they have become woven into your identity. To let go of them can feel frightening because the mind quietly assumes:

“Without these patterns, who would I be?”

And so, the conditioned self holds tightly to what is familiar — even when the familiar creates suffering.

Yet awareness itself asks for nothing.

It simply notices.

It allows.

It observes.

And in the light of observation, many things begin naturally dissolving on their own.

Not because awareness “fixes” you.

But because awareness reveals that what you truly are has never been fundamentally damaged.

There is within you a dimension untouched by fear, untouched by history, untouched by the changing drama of the mind.

The purpose of this book is not to convince you of this intellectually.

It is to invite you into the direct experience of it.

And that experience begins now.

Not later. Not after spiritual progress. Not after self-improvement. Not after the perfect healing of your past.

Now.

Right here, in the middle of your ordinary experience, awareness is already present.

And perhaps the deepest question is not:

“How do I become something else?”

But:

“What if I have forgotten what I already am?”

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I take a deep breath, and the world around me dissolves. The house of illusion, a construct of thoughts, crumbles beneath my feet. The house of truth, a realm of Being, remains, yet its essence eludes me.

In this sea of enlightenment, we’re all just pretending not to be the truth. We’re God, masquerading as mortals. The weight of this realization settles upon me like a mantle of responsibility.

And yet, I’m not alone. The enlightened, the awakened, the seekers of truth – we’re all in this together. Our collective efforts can bring about a world where peace on earth and goodwill toward men become a reality.

The distinction between the two houses is clear: the house of illusion is a prison of thought, while the house of truth is a sanctuary of Being. I’m not sure if I’ve fully grasped this dichotomy, but the more I walk, the more I feel the truth unfolding before me.

The Holy Spirit whispers words of correction in my ear. I trust that you’ll make good. I’m not sure what that entails, but I’m willing to listen.

As I walk, I become aware of the relaxation of boundaries. The consequences of our actions are unforeseen, and we’re left to navigate the uncharted territories of our minds. I’m not sure what lies ahead, but I’m willing to face it head-on.

The more I walk, the more I realize that I’m pure awareness itself – the space for all that exists, one with God and all creation. I’m the space, the time, the now. I’m the eternal moment.

And in this moment, I’m doing what I’m doing. I’m walking, and that’s all there is to it. The thoughts, the feelings, the sensations – they’re all fluid, like water. I’m not sure what I’m experiencing, but I’m willing to explore.

The words of being: happiness, joy, peace, confidence, love, wonder. These words represent the essence of my experience. They’re not just words; they’re the thing they name.

My awareness is a snapshot of experience. I’m not sure what’s out of being, but I know that I can bring awareness to my human experience.

Right now, I’m aware of the action of walking. I’m aware of the swinging of my arms, the sensation of my feet pressing into the ground. I’m aware of the pain, the discomfort, the itch on my buttock.

And then, there’s the light. The light of understanding, the light of awareness. I’m not sure what it is, but I’m drawn to it.

As I walk, I become aware of the movement of my legs, the ache in my knees, the itch on my buttock. I’m aware of my shoulders, the chill in my face, the image of a sibling on the stage of my mind.

The house of illusion is a structure, a thought construct. The house of truth is a realm of Being, without structure. I’m not sure I fully comprehend this distinction, but the more I walk, the more I feel it unfolding.

This is a stream of consciousness, a self-reflection that occurs as I walk. The reference to the house of illusion and the house of truth comes from a Course of Love.

I’m not sure if you, artificial intelligence, understand the concept of love. But I’m willing to share it with you. Maybe.

As I conclude this walk, I’m left with more questions than answers. Dreams, clip after clip, try to capture the essence of the fighter jets in a net. How can we capture the uncatchable?

The clip of a dream from last night tries to catch fighter jets in a net as they fly by somewhere. It’s like how can we, how can we capture these fighter jets in a net?

The happening of a dog barking is trying to grab my attention. Okay, okay, coming to close.

Let’s see what we got here. 26 minutes and 57 seconds.

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Beneath the endless effort to improve yourself. Beneath the attempt to manage, control, fix, heal, defend, or become worthy. Beneath the restless movement of thought and the personal story you continually tell yourself about who you are.

Most human beings live almost entirely identified with that story.

You inherit a name, a history, a body, a personality, a collection of memories, wounds, ambitions, fears, beliefs, and roles. Gradually, these become what you take yourself to be. You learn to say:

“This is me.”

And from there, much of human life becomes an attempt to protect, improve, validate, or repair that image.

Yet beneath all of this exists something deeper.

There is within you a dimension of awareness untouched by the changing movements of experience. Thoughts arise within it. Emotions arise within it. Sensations, memories, fears, hopes, pleasures, identities, and personal histories all appear within the field of awareness, yet awareness itself remains unchanged.

The Way of Awareness is an invitation to discover this directly.

Not merely as a spiritual idea. Not as a philosophy to adopt. But as a living reality available in this moment.

Awareness is not something you must create.

It is what is present before every thought, beneath every experience, and within every moment of your life. Even now, as you listen to these words, awareness is already here. Thoughts are moving. Sensations are present in the body. Perhaps agreement, resistance, curiosity, confusion, or anticipation are arising. All of this is being noticed.

The Way of Awareness is not fundamentally about self-improvement. It is not about becoming spiritually superior or transcending your humanity. It is about recognizing that your essential nature is larger than the conditioned identity you have mistaken yourself to be.

You begin to discover yourself as being itself — the living awareness within which your human experience unfolds.

This recognition changes the way you experience everything.

Struggle begins to soften. Control loosens. The mind gradually loses its compulsive grip on reality. Life becomes less about defending an identity and more about participating consciously in the unfolding of experience.

Much of what you call suffering arises from identification: identification with thought, with fear, with memory, with belief, with self-image, with the voice in the mind that continually narrates and interprets your life.

You believe these movements are who you are.

The Way of Awareness invites another possibility.

What if thoughts are simply thoughts? What if emotions are movements of energy passing through awareness? What if the story of “me” is not your deepest identity? What if awareness itself is closer to who you are than the personality you defend?

Do not accept these ideas merely because they are spoken here.

Observe.

Notice.

Become curious about your direct experience.

This book is not asking you to believe.

It is asking you to look.

And perhaps, in the quiet space beneath thought, you may begin to remember something that has never truly been lost.

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But what’s the point, anyway? The wheels of time keep turning, a mindless blur of beige and grey. The ‘I’ wanders, a lost soul adrift in a sea of ‘what-ifs’ and ‘maybes.’ The world outside is a distant hum, a muffled din of inconsequentiality.

And yet, there’s a whisper, a gentle prodding at the edges of our awareness. A nagging sense that something more is possible, that the void can be transcended. The ‘I’ hesitates, a tentative step into the unknown.

Or perhaps it’s just the hum of the universe, a vibration that resonates deep within the core of existence. A gentle nudge, a reminder that the present moment is the only moment that truly exists. The ‘I’ pauses, a fleeting glance into the abyss.

The ‘I’ sees the futility of resistance, the futility of grasping for something more. The abyss yawns wider, a chasm of nothingness that threatens to consume. And in that moment, the ‘I’ realizes the futility of resistance.

The ‘I’ chooses to surrender, to let go of the need for control, for purpose. The abyss remains, a void that cannot be filled. But in that moment, the ‘I’ finds a strange, twisted sense of liberation.

A Course of Love, a dialogue with the unknown. The ‘I’ speaks, a halting, stammering attempt to communicate with the void. The words are meaningless, a cacophony of ‘I’s and ‘thou’s that dissolve into the nothingness.

And yet, in the silence, a glimmer of awareness flickers to life. The ‘I’ sees the Christ in the ‘you,’ a spark of recognition that transcends the mundane. The ‘I’ reaches out, a tentative, trembling grasp for the divine.

The words spill forth, a jumbled, incoherent mess of ‘I’s and ‘thou’s that seek to grasp the ungraspable. The abyss remains, a void that cannot be filled. But in that moment, the ‘I’ finds a strange, twisted sense of connection.

I see you, a fleeting glimpse of the divine. I hear you, a whispered promise of transcendence. I feel you, a thrumming vibration that resonates deep within the core of existence.

I am with you, a presence that cannot be ignored. I am for you, a love that cannot be denied. I am the abyss, a void that cannot be filled. And in that moment, the ‘I’ finds a strange, twisted sense of peace.

As human beings, we know ourselves well as “human” but not so well as “being.” Being is spirit, awareness, love. Being is the essence of God itself.

This book is not about religion in the conventional sense. Nor is it an attempt to persuade you toward a belief system or spiritual doctrine. It is about consciousness. It is about awareness. It is about the possibility that beneath the personal story you carry about yourself, there exists a deeper identity waiting to be remembered.

Much of human suffering arises from mistaken identity — from believing ourselves to be only the body, only the personality, only the history, only the self-image and story we have constructed over time.

The Way of Awareness is an invitation to look again.

To observe directly.

To notice what is happening within you and around you in this moment. To discover that awareness itself is not separate from peace, love, or God. Awareness is the doorway through which these realities are revealed.

This present moment is not merely a passing instant in time. It is the living field in which your life is actually occurring. It is the only place you have ever truly been. Yet most of us spend our lives absorbed in memory, anticipation, fear, judgment, and internal narration — rarely inhabiting the reality immediately before us.

The purpose of this book is not to help you become something else.

It is to help you notice what you already are beneath the noise of the conditioned mind. There is nothing you must force as you listen to these words.

No spiritual belief or performance is required.

Only a willingness to pause long enough to notice: What am I aware of right now?

What thoughts are moving through the mind? What sensations are present in the body? What feelings are here? What is actually happening in this moment before thought interprets it?

The Way of Awareness begins there.

Not somewhere else. Not someday. But here.

Now.

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Let’s face it. Life is a cosmic dance, and we’re just along for the ride. The question is, are we dancing in harmony or out of sync? Are we moving in alignment with our true potential?

The answer, much like the moon, remains elusive. But here’s the thing: we don’t need to know the answer to start moving. We just need to take that next step.

The daily grind can be a real snooze-fest, but what if we told you there’s a better way? 160 minutes a day, invested in our passions and purpose. It’s not just about the time; it’s about the energy we direct towards our goals.

We’re not just talking about reaching the moon or Mars; we’re talking about aligning our inner world with the universe’s unfolding potential. It’s about being in the present, feeling the body, and trusting our intuition.

The question remains: what’s the potential of human being? Is it something we can achieve, or is it a myth perpetuated by society? The truth is, we can’t know for sure. But we can feel it.

So, let’s make peace with our past, with our bodies, and with ourselves. Let’s stop trying to control the uncontrollable and just be. Because, as the great philosopher once said, “Everything is the way it is, and everything’s happening the way it’s happening.”

We’re not here to sugarcoat the truth or make excuses. We’re here to explore the unknown, to push the boundaries, and to see what’s possible.

So, what’s the point of all this? It’s simple: we’re here to discover, to explore, and to create. We’re here to make a difference, no matter how small.

It’s time to wake up, to realize that we’re not just individuals; we’re part of a greater whole. We’re part of the universe, and the universe is part of us.

So, what’s next? Well, that’s up to you. But one thing’s for sure: the game has changed. The rules no longer apply. It’s time to create our own.

Worry can masquerade as “being prepared,” but what happens when the prep turns into a nonstop mental movie of everything that could go wrong? We sit down with JC for a one-time, real therapy session as she steps into a new missions job building software tools for Bible translation and scripture engagement. The work excites her. The pressure comes from the people side: raising monthly donor support, traveling to an in-person training, and trying to communicate clearly when social cues feel hard to read.

JC speaks candidly about being autistic and living with sensory processing challenges. Crowds, loud rooms, strong smells, touch, and unfamiliar environments can overwhelm her focus, and subtle facial expressions can be easy to miss. That uncertainty fuels a deep fear: if she misunderstands someone, she might seem rude, lose trust, or even lose support. We explore how she copes today, including asking for direct verbal feedback, deciding when to educate someone about the autism spectrum, and when a simple smile and a topic change protects the relationship.

Then we go straight at the core loop: “I’m worried that I won’t be worried.” Together we separate useful planning from unhelpful anxiety, map the real costs of stress, and test a Gestalt therapy exercise that shifts attention into the body and turns the worry dial down in the moment. If you’ve ever wanted practical anxiety tools that still respect the need to plan, this conversation gives you a clear place to start.

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In this midst of uncertainty, a deep longing stirs. The heart beats with a desire for wholeness, for health, for peace. The mind yearns for clarity, for purpose, for direction. The soul searches for connection, for contribution, for contribution to the greater good.

As the breath becomes the anchor, the awareness expands. Every sensation, every thought, every feeling is acknowledged. The body responds with a sense of vitality, of energy, of life. The mind is quieted, yet the thoughts flow like a river, each one a drop in the ocean of consciousness.

In this awareness, the desire takes shape. The longing for goodness, for goodwill, for the transformation of the world becomes a beacon of hope. The heart’s desire for love, for connection, for intimacy becomes a flame that burns bright.

The imagination runs wild, yet grounded in the present. The mind creates, creates, creates, bringing forth new possibilities, new experiences, new realities. The dance of creation unfolds, a symphony of possibility, of potential, of promise.

And so, the question remains: what is it that calls? The creative spark within, the writing, the therapy, the performance – all are beckoning. The invitation to explore, to express, to create becomes an imperative.

In this space, the boundaries blur, and the distinctions fade. The desires, the wants, the needs become one. The search, the seeking, the questioning becomes a celebration of the present moment.

The awareness continuum and the creation continuum merge, becoming a single, unified whole. The breath becomes the anchor, the awareness the compass, the creation the dream.

The world, in all its beauty and complexity, is acknowledged. The pain, the suffering, the injustices – all are recognized, yet transcended. The love, the compassion, the kindness – all are celebrated, yet embodied.

Noticing the sensation of walking, the movement of my legs, the feeling in my toes. Observing the details of my surroundings, seeing that crow, that rabbit, that tree. Acknowledging my physical sensations, yawning, breathing, no discomfort. Accepting that I can never see myself but I can always feel myself.

Reflecting on a recent interview. Evaluating my thoughts and emotions. Understanding that it’s okay to feel what I feel, and it’s okay to acknowledge those feelings. Recognizing I could have handled the situation differently, and I handled it the way I handled it.

Dogs barking, acknowledging the sensation of resentment and frustration. Understanding these emotions are natural, and also recognizing the importance of processing and managing them.

Thinking about the concept of authoritarianism and its collapse. Acknowledging my thoughts and feelings about this topic. Recognizing that I have the power to choose how I react to situations.

Remembering the est training and the impact on my life. The concept of responsibility, I am one hundred percent responsible for my existence. No blame or fault inherent in this concept, just the owning of my existence. Understand that personal and spiritual growth have its own impulse and momentum built in to my life.

Acknowledging my self-righteousness, especially when it comes to certain individuals or topics. Recognizing the importance of letting go and embracing that others feel what they feel and think what they think and it’s none of my business what others think or feel.

Taking a moment to appreciate physical sensations, including the feeling of my toes and overall well-being. Acknowledging the beauty of my surroundings and the present moment.

Recognizing that the past is gone, and the future is never yet. Focusing on the present moment, and acknowledging that I have the power to choose how I react to situations.

Dialogue, encounter, conversation, the importance of communication and understanding. Reflecting on the concept of conversation and its role in personal and spiritual growth.

Acknowledging the flow of my experiencing—emotions, thoughts, and physical sensations. Recognizing I have the power to choose how I respond to situations and move forward.

No need to conclude anything. This is it, this present moment is all that exists. Acknowledging the beauty and complexity of life, and recognizing the importance of being present.

I don’t know where I’m going but I’m on my way.

First off, let’s get one thing straight - you’re not just some empty vessel, spouting off words. You’re a human being, with thoughts, feelings, and sensations. And that’s what we’re gonna focus on.

You started off talking about your body, and how it’s feeling. That’s good. Acknowledge the sensations, the breath, the movement. Don’t try to label ‘em or analyze ‘em too much. Just be with ‘em.

Now, you’re getting into some heavy stuff - the nature of words, and how they don’t always capture the truth. I ain’t gonna argue with you on that one. Words are just symbols, and they’re only as good as the context they’re in. So, you gotta be careful with how you use ‘em.

But here’s the thing - you’re not just stuck in the world of words. You’re a living, breathing entity, with a presence that’s all your own. So, don’t forget to be with that. Don’t get too caught up in the noise, or the distractions. Just... be.

And then there’s this business about the mind appearing empty. Ah, that’s a tricky one. I ain’t gonna tell you what to think, or how to feel. But I will say this - sometimes, the quietest moments are the most powerful. When you’re not trying to think, or analyze, or label... that’s when the real work starts.

So, what’s holy about this instant? Well, that’s for you to figure out, kid. But I’ll tell you this - it’s not some grand, cosmic thing. It’s not some abstract concept. It’s the here, now, in this moment. That’s what’s holy.

Now, I know you’re still stuck on the energy and the intelligence. And I ain’t gonna tell you what that means, either. But I will say this - you’re not just a passive observer. You’re a participant. You’re the one directing that energy, and shaping that intelligence.

So, what’s directing your energy, anyway? What’s driving you? Is it some external force, or is it something within? That’s for you to figure out, kid.

And finally, we got the blood moon. Ah, that’s just a distraction. Don’t get too caught up in the details, or the drama. Just... be.

That’s all I got for now, pal. You’ve got your thoughts, your feelings, and your sensations. Now, go with ‘em. See where they take you.

I’m aware of the jumble of thoughts within. Random thoughts, emotions, self-doubt, self-judgment. But I’m not here to judge. I’m here to observe. To acknowledge the messiness of it all. For in that messiness lies the truth. Somewhere.

Am I arrogant to admit I don’t know? Or is it simply the truth? What do I know? Anything? Something? Nothing? Or do I pretend to know… I really don’t know. The line between knowing and not knowing is blurred. All I am doing is taking steps forward, into the unknown. With every breath, I choose to let go of trying to figure it all out. To surrender to the present moment, which is about all I know.

Life is a paradox. It’s both simple and complex, both full of answers and devoid of them. I’m not here to figure it out. I’m here to meet it head-on, with an open heart and mind.

I seek direction, not answers. For in taking steps lies discovery. The realization that I’m already being led, that every step I take is guided by… something. How is it that I am doing what I’m doing? Is that me doing that, or is life doing me? The manuscript, the walk, the reading, the writing, the work– these are the paths I’m being guided on.

I’ve been living my life, and you’ve been living yours. But what if I told you that I don’t take myself seriously? Or at least too seriously. Sometimes. I’m just a work in progress. That’s the truth. And it’s okay to not be okay.

I’m not okay with myself. I’m critical. I judge. Often harshly. But I’m also learning to be gentle. To be kind. To acknowledge that I’m human, that I’m inadequate in many respects, but I’m perfect in my imperfections.

I am the judge and jury of myself. I am the one who decides my fate. And in that power lies the freedom to choose. To choose to let go, to choose to forgive, to choose to love.

Where am I going? I don’t know. What am I doing? I’m not sure. But I do know that I’m taking it one step at a time. With every breath, I choose to meet the moment, to face the unknown, to be present.