A Restless Spirit

“Simple seeker, what is it that you claim to be seeking?”

“Why do you say, claim?”

“How sure are you of what you’re seeking, if you’re seeking anything that you don’t already possess?”

“In which case …”

“Yes.”

“Does it matter?”

“Yes. We should know what it is that we don’t now possess, and yet seem to need to.”

“Perhaps …”

“Yes. Anything we might wish to have can be categorized under one general heading ..”

“Peace of mind?”

“Yes. And, to the question that yo’re almost ready to ask, the answer is yes. It is possible to possess peace of mind. Would you like it?”

“No.”

“Yes. A restless spirit, after my own heart.”

…..

A simple seeker’s note to herself

Thinking back on what Spirit said, what did I learn about peace of mind?

“Perhaps you learned something about your own personality.”

“Such as?”

“Such as a seemingly predisposition toward conflict, or tension, as some might term disharmony.”

“I seem to resist peace of mind?”

“Yes.”

“Why would I resist peace of mind?”

“Yes. Why do you?”

“I do?”

“Yes.”

“Perhaps …”

“Yes. We are energy beings and energy flows.”

“And the comfort zone of each of us might be set at a unique level of motion?”

“Yes.”

………

Published by jeanw5

A Journal of a journey, with Spirit as my guide, using the wisdom of I Ching, an ancient explanation of change as a necessary part of life, to understand Life, and where, how, and why my life has developed as it has, and where do I go from here, and how, and why. My mission, purpose, or desire is to share my struggle toward and passion for enlightenment, without having a clear idea of what it will look like when I find it, and I intend to find it, sooner or later. Meanwhile I seem to be struggling toward enlightenment without a clear road map, unless Spirit, my constant companion (did He invite himself along, for laughs, perhaps?) is hiding it from me, for whatever reason. Vancouver, BC Canada is the only place I care to live, in this world. Perhaps it's not entirely by choice. My name is carved into a nearby sidewalk, as if to remind me where I belong. I am blessed to have Spirit as a teacher. Just ask him.

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