immature

anxiety

i must be holding 

on to something

from the past

 my past thoughts(self concept)

want to stay

i have fed them

cherished them

lived by them

for a long time

i gave them a home

they called my mind home

help me to see this differently--this old film, fossil, mistake,

childish viewpoint....

we gently watch them

without attack

we see our old high school buddies

still living in the past

refusing to take responsibility

attacking God, the world, myself

insecure

refusing to grow up

immature

and with God's help

i let go of everything i ever thought i knew about anything

true or false

good or bad

past present future

i don't know what reality is

i don't know anything

now

am i completely defenseless

i am not a body

now

i am

the Whole Son of God

nothing else

today we let go of everything we ever thought we knew about anything

only here 

is freedom

love,

Joy