Early morning.
There is no desire to open my eyes, to perceive the world surrounding me, even perchance it may be beautiful.
I am in a far better, more exquisite place. No desire whatsoever to leave.
Surrounded by, permeated by a most glorious, serene and very high vibration.
As if my being is composed of a substance finer than the finest crystal, fragile and yet powerful and strong.
Conscious of the need not to hold on to it, to let it flow.
Flow out to the world and humanity, to wherever it belongs.
A sadness follows, a sense of mourning.
Consciousness of the immense interval in vibration between this state and that of everyday life, even more so that of the world.
All I can do is surrender to this glorious energy, this power, let it flow to wherever it needs to be.
And then, ah then, open my eyes and begin a new day.
