I have learned that to be still inside, all of my thoughts must unite.
We must have a Union of thoughts. The United States of Attention
All thoughts are welcome here. Come here, my thoughts. Come one come all into my sphere.
“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free”
Differentiation is gone here. Any lonely traveler thought is brought in and given a seat at the table. All are heard. And once heard, all are satisfied.
This is a wedding feast, for my marriage of Selves.
My Heaven Self and my Earth Self. Christ and me.
When the unification is complete, I am home. I am warm. Light shines around me.
For a few minutes, I am seated on my throne in the Kingdom of Thoughts. All of my little thought-subjects are asleep in their beds. I feel nothing but love for them, and for the pandemonium they caused today that forced me to stop my outer business and make inner peace.