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Dec 2018
Our Earth’s atmosphere lifts a winged plane that high;

Beyond that, rockets are needed. We’re in space.



Inside our mind,

Our Consciousness lifts our thoughts to the surface;

Below the surface we have only a feeling, a guess.



We are in Inner Space.



Settling in,

Letting go,

Opening ourselves to Grace,

We begin to swim in Pure Consciousness,

The Source of our thoughts–



We begin to experience the mechanics through which our thoughts arise,

Within Lively Silence expressing Itself–our Self–with increasing dynamism.



We begin to know who we Are.

Amazing!
Written by
Steve Sufian
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