Waking up to my divinity is a lot like waking up in the morning.
Sometimes, I have joyful tasks awaiting me.
Sometimes, the pleasant expectations of the day fill me with delight.
Sometimes, the tasks that I face are overwhelmingly out of my comfort zone.
Sometimes, I can’t face them just now,
and I hit the snooze button,
then the snoozier one
then the snooziest
Sometimes, like Bill Murray’s character in Groundhog Day,
I smash that sucker to bits.
Waking up from this dream of separation is much like that.
Sometimes, what I find when I wake up is joyful ,
More often than not, it sucks.
Still, inevitably, because I have chosen it,
The wake up call comes.
And the choice is mine.
Who am I,
what’ll it be?
permanent snooze
