The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 155

I don't just put words on a sheet of paper then walk away. One look at my writing desk and you'll instantly take note of the several writing journals I keep loyal with and to. One of them being a collection of words only brought to the surface of today during visits within a collection of trees. It never has to be a huge forest for even a neighborhood gathering of sticks stuck feet first in the mud have a story to share. I never know what I'm going to write about while sitting within the trees. That's how much I trust the atmosphere of constant change. Layout the ink stains on the page then come back a different day. No need to explain. Just show up and let the moment move through you a different way. Free Form thinking is an exercise that keeps the past from having its way in my modern day. Having faith in it clears the space of mental debris. What happens when things on the outside of those journalized expressions turn to darker times creating wonder and fear? How do you reach beyond life's everyday happenings and deal with it in forward emotion? In chapter 155 the subjects first covered deal with losing a brother in law and two days later the father of your step child has a stroke. The awareness of your presence teaches us that prayer and meditation are two completely different things. I've met many Christians who don't meditate because prayer is their only walk. No judgement. Through experience I've learned that even in prayer we need to shut up and let the higher presence of energy have it's voice be heard. Meditation is a brilliant way to unlock the moments unfurling without having to be weighed down by the unknown. Just know your path is protected. Learning how to meditate is a lifelong journey. It doesn't happen overnight and many of those voices in your head and heart want nothing to do with these moments of mindfulness. They are loud and extremely aggressive. No wonder people talk so much in prayer. To free themselves of the doubter, the unforgivable, the shame, the guilt and everything else we conjure up during the average sunrise to sunset moment. Just this morning while the sun was rising I stood in the forest and said these words in prayer "I'll just shut up and listen. I am yours." That's it. No me me me. It set my heart up for what became meditation 90 mins later. That could be the reason why you're having a tough time with mediation. We live in a generation of always having the last word. Yeah not today. Check your ego in at the door. Live in peace by mindfully being present in your now.