A wise woman of my acquaintance reminds me often that, “Isis, it’s hard to live consciously.” It is. It’s refreshing to open the mind and spirit, feeling energy pulse through you as you meditate. You see, deep, cleansing meditation is like opening the doors to the soul. It’s so amazing to be so connected to Source that you actually move with the energy running through you (this happens to me as I meditate). The day seems shorter, work seems more redeeming, and it feels as if nothing can keep you down.
The biggest problem with conscious, spiritual living, however, is the inevitable whacks that hit you every so often. Whacks like realizing that friends are not really friends, but simply acquaintances. Or, viewing pictures of a past lover that end up feeling like a kick in the stomach. When you’re living in spirit, and your energy is open and flowing…well, I think that you feel things in their purest form. There are no lies, then. The truth will out. You are Icarus, whether you like it or not.
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