The force of speaking to oneself.

Today, at dawn, I write down and underline this phrase because it has borne fruit to a wonderful little experience..,

“I don’t want Maia to win, I want her to win the love I have for you!

…and I don’t want to ever forget that love is the great humble and sweet weapon, love for God, that overcomes laziness, lack of will, fears, low self-esteem …, and everything that immerses the being in the anodyne and gray.

The experience:

Yesterday, a phrase in the spiritual study was retained and vibrant in my mind; in fact it was a slogan, powerful and breaking: “love for God is the alarm that wakes you up in amrit vela (at dawn).” And, today, I had fallen asleep for half an hour, but here I was, sitting trying to keep my eyes and mind awake, looking at the bright spot of metaphorical light of the soul that we are and the Soul that is God, in front of me.

In spite of everything, eyes and mind clouded and the light dimmed, moved away;I plunged back into the reverie pre-dream , to fall unconscious between the sheets. And then.., in this struggle, in a last attempt to keep myself lucid, that phrase has been formed that I have underlined at the beginning, in the mind. And as if a strong gale had blow in a valley drowned in fog, that state of sleep, of the eyes and of the mind has also cleared.

And here’s! Maia, the mist maker has disappeared! In this way, I have understood how much strength we have when we speak us in this way to ourselves and how much we absorb from the love and respect we can have at ourselves, and from the love and respect especially, that we may have, fortunately, by God.., or, by the Universe by those who are still agnostic.