A Child's Nightmare
by Elizabeth Challinor
Stranded
In the middle of empty infinite space
Large numbers flowing incessantly towards me
What was I supposed to do?
Petrifying panic
My whole existence at stake
The only cure
When I woke up
Crawling into my sister's bed
Lying at her sleeping feet
The comfort of human contact
Finally bringing peace
A recurring nightmare into early adulthood
(Sorry Aunty!)
I never understood
And just let it be
Grateful it had receded into memory
Until today
The nightmare returned
Described in the pages of a book
Inner objects flowing towards you
Which do you choose to grasp on to?
As the building of the psyche
Saying I should simply bear witness
Look
Allow everything to flow through
Including panic and fear
Stop grasping
Calculating
Let go
Of false solidity
Feel the space behind me
And bask
In expanding being...
This poem may finish here
But inner objects will continue to flow
Inspired in the book "The Untethered Soul: the Journey Beyond Yourself" by Michael Singer.
