I am not the body, I am not the mind

I am not the body, I am not the mind.
I am not the senses, I am not these thoughts,
Yet I observe the pain and pleasure of this body,
I watch the joy and distress of these emotions,
I take pleasure in the comforts of the body.
I am trapped in the limitations of this body.
I watch intellect in action.
I watch the mind rambling in madness.
Are these my tools to stillness?

They say the body is nothing and will soon turn to ash.
They also say the body is your temple, it houses the soul.
So should one ignore the body and its desires?
Or should one get lost in what the body has to offer?
Everything is as it should be right?
So why am I given this body
if not to enjoy it and nourish it and groom it and love it?

Questions, questions and more questions of the mind.
Let me stop thinking, and just get lost in the flow of eternity
and whatever this moment has to offer.
My experience of this moment happens to be through this body.

Let me be fully present and enjoy the warm sun on my skin,
and the soft whisper of wind against my cheeks.
This is Shakti experiencing Shakti.
Who cares what will become of this body?
For now, it is my portal to stillness.

It cant be long now

Stillness is becoming easier to access
and the gaps between thoughts are increasing.
Sensual perceptions are hightening
and joy flows so easily.
Acceptance, allowance, surrender.
I welcome them as dearest friends.
"It can't be long now," I think.
What am I waiting for?
This moment is perfect.
There is nothing lacking.
All is as it should be.
Then the thoughts return.
"It can't be long now," I think.
"Can't you see that I am already there?"