As I feel new discomfort, the red flag rises
My mind is alert, it delivers the crisis
Will this pain lead to destruction, will it end in my death
The ego ponders and utters its breath
This happened before, now it’s here yet again
You’ve no power in this, the story begins
As my mind unfolds visions of hurt and disease
My spirit guides watch, holding the key
How to stop the flurry of panic and dread
I take a moment to breathe & gently bow my head
I am lost, yet again, filled with worry and fear
A repeat of my past seems ever so very near
Slowly, I’m aware of subtle vibrations
A reminder my body carries a drop of creation
I’m filled with a light, the presence of Him
My fear and angst become increasingly dim
I’m not just this body, I have magic within
I don’t accept this path. Let’s begin again.
The triggers don’t stop, they’re part of this journey
We, however, can create a new story.
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