wake up...

"hey man, I'm tired... I've been working non stop this whole time..."

"hey man, I'll do this tomorrow, it's been a crazy day, and I deserve to relax..."

Every morning, I am reborn.

Every day, I meet a new I.

I open my eyes, and the senses of the room, of self and of the world start flooding in, and fill me up without any self control as an empty swimming pool, filling up with water to the top.

And I lose myself.

I start swimming in the pool of "to do's", and "to be's", and "have to's".

Instead, I can choose to sit in the now, in this newly reborn second, which has never been, and will never be, but I am asleep.

I am asleep to my wish to be.

My unity of mind, body and self is dispersed, it is all over the place and so, I am asleep.

When am I going to be present to my existence?

When am I going to show up to myself?

Attention is needed!

Effort, to wish to be, is needed!

Yet, I continue to sleep.

I want results, but I do not work.

We are born into the blue, and then we die.

But, in between, we need to work.

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up, little girl blue!