Rage Runs Me
I wake up
Fully prepared to embrace the day.
I am practicing being fully present
in the world
From the moment
I awaken.
Then an event, any event, pushes an old button.
Triggers feelings
of anger
sadness. No, anger
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deep at the core of the sadness. |
All systems shut down.
My expansion contracts, like a balloon rapidly losing air.
My fullness becomes emptiness.
Rage eats away at
me, leaks out of me.
It runs me. I have no control
when it begins
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to wind its insidious path
down below the surface of my negative feelings. |
I must face it or it will destroy me.
I avoid it.
I avoid all conflict.
I learned early on not to trust my feelings.
I am afraid that I may not be loved
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if I express my feelings. |
Feelings are not Love.
But it's all Love, all God.
My feelings. The rage. The Divine
Set-Up which
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helped me access the stealthy serpent of rage
within me. |
It's all a Divine Set-Up for me to learn Self-Love. |
With clarity now, I face the rage
head on.
See the demons which have run me.
Trace the threads back to my mother and father,
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to their mothers and fathers, and their parents
in turn. |
Set myself free. Make another choice. |
I'll do it this time.
Or it will eat away at my body.
Cancer, chronic illness,
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it's already in my cells. |
The rage within all of us.
The more I name it, feel it Consciously, |
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and choose to work with it in Consciousness,
the less it holds me. |
I feel the feelings.
I let them flow through me |
I am not my feelings.
I am Love.
I Love myself through the Conscious act
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of embracing and transforming the rage
within. |
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