Train ride.

Alone with my thoughts.
What a place that can be.
Seriously.
Straight up on the train to crazy town.
The direct, express train.
This is cool! Really. Truly.
The cool part, I watched myself climb on the train.
Observed myself walk through the cabin, take a seat, kick back a soar.
Soar through the thoughts…
I did something wrong.
Something doesn’t feel right.
What happened.
I am afraid to fall in love.
WHAT THE ACTUAL Eff.

Afraid to fall in love.

We (Self, self) are speeding through all the layers now. Full speed ahead.
As that train of thought continues another arises.
You don’t have to be on this train.
You have full power and capacity to stop it and get off.
Time out.
My breathing changed. Deeper into the belly. I feel everything soften.
Yes I can step off of this train.

I am the conductor after all.

Hehe, there is a giggle bubbling inside me.
I speak out loud that which I am thinking.
The giggle increases.
The thoughts have become humorous.
My jaw softens, my breath is deep.
I observe the train stop. I stand up. I walk out. I step off the train.
There is fresh air.
There is rain.
Rain? Yes. There is rain.
Then there is sun. Warm delicious sun.

I am not where I began, nor am I where I have been before.

The train evaporates along with the thoughts.
Nothing is permanent.
I am here. I am that to which all things occurred.
All the things are gone.
Love remains.
Santosha (contentment) is present.

Thank You Universe.
More Please.
I love you.
Jen