my soul walks around in a suit called “jessica”

Wrote some poetry again today after a nice meditation. Thought I’d share it with y’all first. Hope you enjoy. 💜

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My soul walks around in a suit called Jessica.

Feel free to greet her - say hi,

But the one who is responding,

That is she, but not I.

I am not confined

To a body, you see,

I am much more than that,

I am you, you are me.

The real me is limitless,

I do not stop at this skin,

For I am the universe,

Everything is my kin.

Within your own suit,

You know this is true,

The person you are now

Isn’t the real you.

Deep down you’re aware

Of the connection you feel,

You know who you are,

You know the suit isn’t real.

These suits give us ways to explore

And connect even deeper,

The suit may not be you,

But it is now your teacher.

Enjoy the sensations and lessons,

But avoid becoming attached,

For the suit is only a vessel,

And it simply won’t last.

When it comes time to discard your suit

It’s ok to cry,

But worry not, you won’t disappear

The real you, can’t die.