That word “subservient”….
When I wake up to one of my “stories” and reflect on the experience, “subservient” rightly encompasses my feeling.
I can be subservient to my thoughts and beliefs. I can be subservient to my self-inflicted pain, hurt, and suffering. To my misonceptions. I can be – oh so – subservient to my perceptions of the world and projections onto my ever self-creating universe.
I can also be FREE from them.
Freedom and Subservience.
Both are sweet in their love and innocence.