Wednesday, 2 July 2025

Me Myself and I

 ME  MYSELF AND I


BLOG JUNE 13 2025 LAURAH



I am brimming with love 

My breathe slows.... 

Tiny rivers of a pulsating relaxation engulf my senses.

My eyes close, 
blissful waves cascade upon ny shores

Rhythmic I am lost in this ebb and flow.
I am a wave that riples the course of my body. 

I am swept away..... far far away ...light years away.
Am I still a body, 
This delicious moment when I  dissolve ?

What am I 

A Hundred  thousand  thousand pinprick lights..in the blackest  darkest thickest inky black space....or whatever this is where my being;  but not my body,  is.
 
This is really me .....I truly am so much of an endless me that is so much of empty space filled with pinpoint silver sparkling lights

Am I all these tiny dots or am I just one pinpoint of undetectable  unfathomable glorious light...or just no thing at all.

For if I who see all this,  with a Panasonic,  up down,  left right,  up and down, and across view....

I cannot be that which I see.

Who am I ?
What am I  
Who and what do I see?
Where am I in all that I see as I see it so clearly ?
Why do I feel a part of it and yet not it?
Why do I feel so at one in this moment?

I don't want to leave.....
I want to just dissolve into this feeling.

It is a satisfying feeling; It makes me experience all of me. 

I feel as if I am  the very air I breathe.
Undetectable....Unseen invisible  ..but how can we know for sure...if something is untouchable Unseen .  undetectable ..invisible.

How are we sure of it ...it cannot be something as it is nowhere and is not a thing  and is nothing.

So once again where exactly is this place where my senses have found themselves?

A place where I feel more whole 
More sure that here is Who I truly am. 

And yet I cannot point to Who I am....how I look or where exactly the seeing  the knowing and understanding  which I think makes for Who or where exactly this  is 

Whar is all this vastness of light dots ....is it space....is space a tangible something ...?

If it is like air then once again we cannot see it or describe it as it is no where has no form ....

Is it even dark  or is it bright....is it just a medium that filters brightness or darkness.

If a medium what does it look like
What a quagmire of unresolved observation.

But whether I am no thing in no where I am 
Alive in this no place that exists to boggle my understanding ..but love ripples through me ...wave after wave .

I am an ocean of boundless feeling. 

A sea of gratitude ...bliss and love so real I can slice it...I am love. 

What a timeless moment, 
I am enveloped in peace.

I close my eyes and I surrender to a deeply relaxing sleep 

Every pore of my being is immersed and delighting in this cadence of the most healing ...come here and stay forever love.

This moment...Heaven !

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