the old dopey dreamer gets a hug

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How delicious to at last relax, in sweet acceptance of the old dopey dreamer ‘me’ – warts, willfullness and all…

It’s the wrong word, as usual – acceptance – for this has nothing to do with any kind of action by a doer.

 …

first there was awareness of mis-‘I’-dentification,
then there was oceanic ‘I’-dentification,
now there’s only now and this and here
just-so

and in the vast One-ness of just-so-ness,
plenty of room for dopes like me!

(teehee)

~