Evolution of God

My heart hears a familiar call. A call to return, a call to listen. I turn off the tv and take a deep breath. Putting my hand on my stomach, I let my inner ear in tune itself to the invisible world that is my body, both the physical and the etheric. My mind starts to clear itself and I feel all the different sides of me returning to its original state of oneness. I drop all the screaming sensations and invite all to the quiet pleasure that is softly focusing the void space. My heart beating like a soft drum, if I focus on it long enough I can easily feel it. My breathing becomes slow and steady, I try to remind myself not to breathe too rough otherwise, it distracts me. The heavenly silence in the living room. I keep my eyes closed and savor all that isn’t in motion.

This is as about as “prayed up” as I get. That and my random talking to myself.

I don’t even remember the last time where I have formally gotten on my knees to pray. I suppose it’s been a few years now, maybe 2 or 3 years. I always knew I was being heard, that wasn’t even a concern.

August 2011:

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May 24 – Out With the Old, In With the New

One track mind.

I signed into a messenger app for the first time in a while. I wanted to touch base with a friend, the one friend I have added on this thing. We started talking and I was enjoying it, it is always nice to hear from him. We talk casually for an hour or so, and then he asked me the golden question:

I’m going to come before I fall asleep, do you want to watch or not?

come on.

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May 20 – Is blogging a challenge or just myself?

I think I must have started and deleted several of my posts since I decided to give this another shot. And already deleted one site too. This is my 3rd or 4th attempt at a blog and damn it hasn’t gotten easier. I suppose it would be a tad easier if I were to stop procrastinating and just do the writing already. But nothing is ever in the right conditions–too many people around, too many thoughts, good thoughts with hands that seem to be satisfied with doing nothing, or finding something else to do. So let me just talk about the day I had so I can finally just have A post:Read More »