Sitting on the deck, birds chirping, crickets in the. Background, all is well. It feels like I'm on the. Verge here, like whatever needs to go, whatever is left of the me I thought I was and still think myself to be in moments isn't much, and I don't know how to rid it. It feels like killing ego, is an egoic job in a way, almost like wanting to let go of control is still a form of control. How? Is there a how? I joined the forum a couple of days ago after we touched Base via email Jed and want to keep going, didn't know what to say, still don't, but figured just write, see what comes up? Can everything in life be autolysis? Nis once said or maybe twice said that life is the great teacher if you are listening and everything is for your awakening If taken with the right attitude. Could eating a fuckin bowl of cereal be a form of destruction or deconstruction if moved toward in that way? Alas I ramble, and it feels good. Feels kind of forced, feels kind of not. Anyways,
Many thanks
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