Accepting what is, and the person we are,
Bids our critical self “Peace, be still.”
It’s a conscious command, knowing we have the power,
Greater consciousness surpasses will.
We are more than our mental emotional self,
Or the physical body we train,
There are uncharted labyrinths yet to be found,
Although we are censured by fear in our brain.
We’ve been brainwashed by customs, some are now obsolete
Our five senses controlled what’s perceived,
Yet in spite of our limiting, critical self,
We’ve accomplished the dreams we believed.
Believing is MAGIC; we need faith to succeed,
Become masters of all that we -will-
There are heavenly helpers to erase all our doubts,
Guard our vision, to focus on skill.
Like a magnet, attracting the shavings of steel,
Our beliefs will attract what we see,
‘Less we learn to awaken, become conscious of Truth,
Then our shadow-side can’t be set free.
Accept Grace, freely given, forfeit labels of guilt,
Cleanse our mind from the poison of shame,
We may choose our own path, a command from the Lord.
It’s COMPASSION, He sends in His name.