Addiction

The radical realization that I am not an I or that I am not my body came when I was introduced to A Course in Miracles. It taught that nothing in itself has any meaning. A cup is just a cup. But when I look at that cup memories flow through my mind about when I acquired it. Perhaps it was a gift from a loved one who has passed. Now even though it no longer is function able I can’t let it go. My mind has created an attachment. When I sit silently, following my breath, I realize there is something within me beyond thoughts and even death. It is observing, breathing, moving. Recently the small inner voice said “you are spirit, not a spirit, spirit”. When I asked what that meant the voice explained “that little ‘a’ separates and there is no separation in Spirit, all is One.”