all around

I stare out the window, drinking my coffee. Its freezing cold in south Brooklyn; finally. I wasn’t so sure there would be any freezing cold this winter, and so I am grateful for it. In fact, as I look out the window at the elevated subway tracks, the cerebral meditation music still playing in the background, life feels awfully mystical. I realize I am grateful for everything, as it is, right now, and my place in all of it; which place is incomprehensible to me. The world is so full of Magick, and sensing it fully is in fact enough to actualize it. It lives in me; is charged and attracted to my bloodline.

It seems these days the more I practice being un-self-important, the more meaning I realize from who I am, where I am, right here, and right now. And everything just happens all around me.

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