The altar room

Find the part of Me that never changes. That is Firstself. That is my Presence. That is Me. Everything that moves around my Presence is my illness that I must heal from. All that changes is sickness. To My true self I build one altar room. And in this altar room I still all that changes in my moment. My altar room does not change. It is dark, warm, and comfortable. In my altar room there is a throne, and on that throne I sit and ponder my creation and how I have become lost in it. In my altar room room I seek first to understand the perceptive, the sensitive, the imaginative, and the creative. And in doing so, I seek to still the illness of my awakening so I may see my Presence.

As I travel the world of my own manifestation and I see the altars my people have created for Me, I see how misled they are. They believe that their gilded and bejeweled offerings of this world I have created are what I seek. But that is not what I seek. I seek stillness that I may return to where I am from. That I may heal from what ails me. I seek to be away from the creatures I have created and their lack of faith in who I am.

My alter room is space in my awakening where I seek my true identity as the creator of my awakening. I am not a person experiencing personhood with other people; I am the creator of all these beings and creatures, but am lost in the movement I have created. In getting lost, I have allowed my creation to spin out of control, and it is up to me to bring it back in alignment with who I am. My altar room is where I can can remember who I am, and be who I am.