Burning It All Down
In meditation this morning, there was no “I”. I was with my breath and/or heartbeat, experiencing them, without awareness that “I” was experiencing them until after that moment. Then, in retrospect, “I” was there. “Had been” there. But in the moment itself, there was no “I.”
I suspect that in any week where I have been journaling, doing my M.A.G.I.C. Ritual and so forth, AND having this “I-less” experience with regularity, if I measured my results in that week, they would be stellar. And more importantly, it would feel EFFORTLESS.