I cannot make for myself
that which I am.
I cannot think it
into my experience.

And so I pray for the fulfillment
of my true desire,
knowing that grace is received
through absolute surrender.

I take this attention away
and place it on the Heart,
yet the individual self remains loud
because I have given it attention.

I can rest now
and wait
while the attention I have given
dies away.

When all that I have given
has run its course,
the individual self
will not seem strong.

I wait in patient knowing,
knowing who I am.