Bother someone else. Leave me be. There’s something important I need to think about. What was it? I felt it once or more than once. In fact I felt it several times. It is the drug I crave now.
What I look forward to is only that high. The rest are shabby substitutes, just something to help you get to the next real one. Today I’m just bereft and disconnected from my source. I’m in the dark. I’m alone.
But I know I’ll find a way because I’m always seeking it. I long for it. The bliss. The light. The peace. All this I have glimpsed.
I’ve been to the other side, but I am no shaman. I can’t seem to summon the glory at will. But I’ve felt it.
I’ve felt the fiery illumination of the Archangel Gabriel. He filled me with his golden light.
I’ve seen the Light surround someone at the moment of death, and take them Into its source.
I’ve felt the touch of heaven on my shoulder, called people back from death and held the hands of some as they crossed. I have sat with my own soul, and been content.
The only thing In life that gives me a bit of peace is when I am loving and when I am creating. At those times I feel closer to my essential self and its source.
“I’m glad we had this little talk. I feel ever so much better.”
You’re talking to yourself; this is your blog. Don’t act like a ninny.