Most of the time, I forget who I am.
I think I’m actually this person who has tons of thoughts rolling around in her head.
I think I’m actually this person who works for a living.
I think I’m actually a mom, a wife, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a niece.
I think I’m actually a writer.
I think I’m actually my feelings.
I think I’m actually my ego.
I think I’m actually the image I see in the mirror.
But I am none of those things. I can’t even truly see myself for who I am, nor could I ever.
The best I can do is see that I am none of those things. I’m not this container. I’m the container that’s containing the container.
Yesterday I had a few moments of emotional upset. I was actually kind of freaking myself out. I was angry about something related to my job, I was mad at my husband about something else, and I was frustrated with myself.
It wasn’t anxiety, but it was more like “I hate everything right now!”
As soon as I saw myself thinking, the whole scene slowed down — almost like a movie where suddenly everyone is moving in slow motion.
And then I saw what was really happening.
All that upset was coming from inside my own head. It had nothing to do with anything on the outside, because everything on the outside of me is neutral.
Only I can make it “un-neutral” via the power of Thought, which is creating my experience from moment to moment.
In the space that was created after I saw my thinking, a feeling of peace came over me that was so profound it nearly stopped my breath.
I realized that no matter what is happening around me, no matter what anyone says or does, no matter how much money I have or don’t have, no matter if I get sick and die …
Everything is OK. Everything has always been OK. Everything always will be OK.