Heavenletters

interesting about the prisoner and prison guard and prison itself...thinking/feeling erroneously, I often feel life or at least mine is like this...where there's a certain confining force that dictates my time and i get time, whether at lunch or after work or for a weekend or vaca, to get out and breathe...but then it's back in i go again...now i don't always feel like this...i enjoy...i smile...i play...but there is a prevading feeling, almost as if a just barely perceptable dull toothache of my soul that knows there's something more...and the more i limit myself by believing the outside is my imprisoner, instead of my creation, the more i'll live the illusion of being in jail...anyway...thought i'd share...:) in love and light...mike

p.s. not to get into a past life discussion, but there is a certain soul memory that many carry with them that is being or is to be released this time around...sounds like a plan