The Practice

What if we were just content?  All the time. 
What if we believed everything is fine.  Worrying makes no difference. 
There is a part of us that does live in that experience. 
There must be a part of me that does believe this because I "go-on-being".  A part of my psyche is holding the totality of what is happening.  And not self destructing.  That is the alive, creating part. 
That is the piece of us that is a piece of the Mother...  The universal law of nature that lives and dies. 
I can rest in this maternal holding. 
The inner witness who watches and heals. 
I study this internal self-healing mechanism. 
And I talk with others about it. 
The ways in which, when we can
step far enough back from our selves, our
Selves heal as fluidly as a skinned knee. 
And eventually, we invite the Self to take up more and more space inside because
that is just pure juice, life blood,
Real. 
And it feels good.