Unanesthetized

I am unanesthetized, completely powerless and suffering.
I examine each feeling.
Fascinated by the control each one exerts over me.
I acknowledge them.
Giving each of them brief attention and recognition, as they demand.
I feel.

I know where they are coming from.
I know they are there.
I know they will leave.

I recognize them, calling them out by name.
If they do not serve me, then I refuse to serve them.
I release that which I cannot control to the Uni-verse.

Thank You.

~S.D.

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