Easier

Easier:

there’s less involvement with the ego now, a more gentle voice more often listened to — and with this the mind drifts naturally, easily, to its proper place of peace.

completely on its own.

so two voices, one that speaks first, loudest, and is always wrong in its choice for peace. That’s the ego and I recognize it by its demands, a sharp urge to act in defense of all that is cherishes greatly. I’ve come to value this voice, it’s important to me for the distinctions that offers, providing a starting point for my heart and mind to mend.

but it’s the other one, a true and soft voice…

guiding me most often now.

and really, that’s the entirety of a spiritual path, listening to the options of a shout towards division or the quiet urge for mending. It’s become easier, an artful practice of listening, smiling at the starkness between choices, as if one would ever truly provide me peace of mind.

there’s ego, loud with it’s demands,

and the the Holy spirit,

only one is real.

the voice of love never needs to shout out its existence.

it’s the fabric of reality.

my choice is easy.

or easier.

as I learn to truly listen.

~

Peace, Eric