I am grateful for the days when I can hear my own wisdom, when I remember that this life is my journey. via /r/gratitude

I have spent so many years reading spiritual masters’ writings. They are powerful and inspiring and help me focus my mind and practice on who I want to be. The unfortunate side of this is that sometimes I forget that right now, in this moment, I am me and I am the only me I could possibly be right now. Right now, I may not be morally perfect I may not be perfectly devoted to my path. I may not have only kind and compassionate thoughts. I may not always be selfless with perfection. But, on the good days, I also realize that my path through this life is my path alone. I can’t be some famous and ancient enlightened master. I can only be me and my path to that place is mine alone. I have no one to feel I have let down. I have no one else’s expectations to live up to. I am just exactly where I need to be and the only place I can be.

Some days I can see so clearly what is the right next step or word or action for me. I am grateful for these days. I am grateful that I can find that still, quiet place within-whatever you want to call it, god, the universe, truth, the void, the Mind, reality-and operate from there alone. Those days it’s not from guilt or feelings of failure. It’s from the center of all things.

Every spiritual book, deity story, teaching is just an analogy for the Truth. Nothing can be more because Truth can only be experienced. Words always fail. They can only point the way. My own experience of Truth is the only truth I will experience directly.