Morning ethereal 'me' continues to start up in the vain attempt of throwing me off the trail. At time it feels like I'm being re-born and being forcibly pushed through the elastic ego membrane as I surrender to whatever arises. Uncomfortable feelings, uncertaintly, misguided importance - so what; it's all a pack of lies which eventually resolves under the knives of awareness and understanding, resulting in more absence-presence, clarity and certainty.
Exhausting ... but there's a knowing, increasingly so day-by-day, that my will is stronger than anything ego has to throw at me.