Spirituality

The Light of One’s Path

A tale of surrender

White Feather
Grab a Slice
Published in
3 min readJan 14, 2021

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He walked up to the top of the hill. From there he would have a perfect view of the sunrise.

He was wearing four layers of clothes. It was cold. The temperature was in single digits (Fahrenheit). He did not care that he was shivering. He put the freezing cold aside. He cast it out of his immediate reality.

As he stood at the top of the hill he put himself into a deep meditative state. He could feel his entire body tingling. He could feel the energy of his being fill him completely.

In this state he released the past; all of his past. That past no longer existed. He also released his future. It did not exist in his NOW.

He released all the emotions that were built up within him. He released all the connections he had with other humans. He released everything that he felt stuck to. He released everything that he thought he was, is, or will be. He released all the habitual thought patterns that consistently ran through his mind. He released all the images of himself that he held in his consciousness. He released who he thought he was.

He took deep breaths and centered his awareness into his heart. Even before the sun rose he could feel it rise within his own being. He could feel it rise within his own…

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