Half a day into my first working day of the New Year, and my mind is already fried!
As other pilgrims on the journey of life have found, old habits die hard.
The serenity, peace and illumination from gazing inward to the light of the Father these past few weeks has seemingly evaporated. Now, I notice my mind engage in its usual dance of fight or flight response to every situation that presents itself.
However, something is different this time around.
I can now notice and observe the drama of my mind with compassion and understanding. No judgement. No frustration or attempt to change anything.
Perhaps this newly found patience and compassion for my mind’s follies, is the gift that’s followed me from the presence of the Father’s light. Perhaps…