small me
::is irritated by neighbours walking in backyard to check out patio being built
::is overwhelmed and annoyed by MESS everywhere i look
::is wanting to freeze kids where they are, stop them from moving for period of time to clean mess, eat alone, listen to silence
::is stuck in thinking mind, numb in body, disconnected from feelings, from self
::is not seeing magic anywhere, seeking change, relief from shifting outer circumstances
big me
::hears the joy in these two beings playing, beauty in their perpetual motion
::feels warm sun streaming in window, morning sun filling life with light
::knows there is magic in every mundane, extraordinary moment
::writes this to connect with my true self, full and beautiful and open and divine and communing with every living being, always
::loves all of it, the mess, the fatigue, the chaos, the noise, the neighbour
::senses what is real...that we are all one, we are all The One
::giggles adoringly at small me and all of her fussing and fuming about nothing
::is loved for no reason at all, and so are you.