We have paused our busy-ness. Restful, we become aware.
Aware of the space we occupy. Aware that there are feelings, thoughts, emotions within us. They are not us. Aware even of God.
We can see, perhaps, where our words and our actions diverge. We see clearly saying we love everyone as we are taught in church. Yet, we see our actions where we do not love everyone. We can see where we treat some others as less than human. They are not like us.
Perhaps we become aware that our anxieties are just something within us. We can study them. Under the microscope, they slowly or quickly melt away.
The practice of meditation slowly transforms the mind just as it physically transforms the brain.
Philosophers, theologians, and poets for millennia have revealed the power that comes when we can see ourselves for what we are and thereby achieve a life of awareness.
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