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I lay down the backpack,
quit the journey to the far place.
I set aside the pick and shovel,
the coded treasure map.
I renounce the person I want to become,
abdicate mastery of my fate.
I rest my fears, desires and intentions.
Even the angel within me,
wings tightly wrapped, rests.
Already a holy vessel,
I rest with the Presence I hold.
I rest in this:
You, I AM,
in me,
becoming,
and I allowing.
—September 19, 2017