Keep it coming

Ever not wanted a feeling state to end? Like you're exhalting in freedom of consciousness and terrified of its loss and how you'll feel stuck and like a failure again. I'm in the place, right here, right now. Change in the only constant in life yet when it feels light, airy, fresh and raw with sticky goodness, stasis is the preference. As I sit her my mind turns to times gone and times to come. I can feel it slipping....hold on I CAN get it back again. I try to grip my thoughts like fingers to grains of sand. Nothing adheres. A thankless task. I want help yet know none can of will be forthcoming. Sitting with it is all there is. Acceptance in all I can do. Anything else is life energy directed.....where?