Thursday, July 27, 2017

No poking and prodding

Anandamayi Ma

My story enters and occupies my consciousness, the feelings and flow of then, unimpeded by now.

The perspective is changed. I don't always burn. I don't always ignite as an offering, standing in the fire of my identification and pain.

Memories are like a very dark cinema, and I am the light.

No poking and prodding.





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