To live without a destination some my say is crazy but I've learned that to listen, my higher self carries me to where I am meant to be. It was the night before I had to do my poetry class assignment. It was my first one but I didn't know how I'd do with asking my brain to accomplish something I didn't know how to do. In 2003 I sustained a mild traumatic brain injury for some unknown reasons the symptoms still persist and I had to find a way to save my life. It wasn't until 2010 that I listened to an internet course on miracles and found out that the way I behave is what we all need to seek to be free of the suffering within the psyche. I put complete trust in the outcome being what life wanted from me that day, so I went off in my car to sense the direction I was led, my feet, heart and gut becoming reliable ways to know I'm moving the right way. It's no coincidence that Deepak Chopra came to Portland in 2008, that spirit could teach me and then each afternoon I'd sit and listen to what this process is called awakening. HeartMath taught me that I can stay in heart state consistently and they recommended that we all spend more time being this way for our well being these days. I put my trust in something I couldn't see, an intelligence that would support my every need. It even helped me see what my thoughts were doing to feed misery. Without a brain to trust to save me, I built that connection with those parts of me that adore, cherish and honor me. I submitted my poem for the UN celebration, a spontaneous expression of an experience that seemed almost impossible to have taken place. A nomad from Tibet sits down by me, Buddha seeing Buddha we begin to speak, the beauty in everything filled the space and life was reflecting Grace. I don't know how a won a poetry contest being me but I did by some miracle inside us you see.
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