An Illusion Breaks

This morning I sat with toxic energy permeating my air. In this place I was still simply being.

Surely, I would not be able to “transmute” or transform all of these feelings into a positive in that condition.

I remembered that this moment is always changing, even by the second the moment that came before it has gone,
that if this is the case,
this experience is a memory being perpetuated,
and there is no reason to believe in it.

It is as though I stopped feeding power to this experience and when it was of little importance to me it immediately lost its vitality.

In my next breath I inhaled the pure consciousness, the pure ecstasy feeling.