snakes (sb)

I feel like I am shedding skin one cell at a time while I am stepping in syrup that is sometimes sticking and sometimes waiting to be washed off.  The goo of scholar words … slides across my mind… eye… and ear as I repeat the words out loud… only to drop off while I raise to the heavens… of sing a song.    My ears are hearing much more clearly…and people are letting words fall out of their mouths that are lessons for my chewing upon.  Present moment… no expectations…. “We were disappointed” how can you ever be disappointed if you are not expecting anything. The disappointed are not disappointing.  I am seeing that we think we are someone else… and have little knowledge of who we are…    I will find you..backing up to my now