Sensitivity

Who are the Masters? Who are the Angels? Maybe She is the spouse you always fight with—the one you sometimes call ‘unawakened’. Maybe He is your son who triggers you these days. Maybe She is the lover who just dumped you, or the boss who just fired you. The Way Home is the journey inwards. Broken hearts, disillusionment and unfulfilled longings do as good a job in getting us there as the spectacular satori moments.

I have changed my attitude. I no longer believe in good and evil. I also confess that I am unable to say what is useful and what less so in my journey Home. So I take it one moment at a time, always on the lookout for that surge in energy, that unexpected smile or the silent frown. My sensitivity to events, places and other people’s energies is rising all the time. I will be damned if I miss Her here and now.