WHO AM I? Me or M.E?
Once upon a time, I am That.
I separated myself from myself in order that I could love myself
And therein lies the problem, I rarely love myself.
This wondrous coagulation of matter that is me
That is She, for She is me.
I long to be She but still know I am me.
I am ME the side dish I didn't order,
But the side dish is part of the MEAL
I am She who sees the beauty which surrounds me
And that which I see is She.
I am apart: no I am a part
I am the whole, the holographic whole
Each minute fraction is the totality
I want to be whole, holy whole: please God make it so
Even as I breathe and fill myself with life
I would merge with you
As I sustain this organised being
I would be at one with you
I know I am That, but I forget
Over-ridden with mundane shadows
I forget the reality, the brilliance, the love
The all-pervading I AM
Let me remain conscious, super conscious
Let me remain aware, super aware, let me be joy.
And as the being is lost in becoming
All consciousness is. I am That I am.
Audrey Brimson Written 11-11-88 when in the depths of M.E.