Attachment

Yesterday I became aware of attachments. The nuances of attachments. I think I am getting good at not becoming attached to something, and then whack, I see just how attached to it I am. Sometimes I am attached to not being attached. I realize I am getting caught up in the stories. My mind has become very good at spinning intriguing, compelling stories. They sound good, have all the right words. And when I return to my heart and feel what is there, I can feel the attachments, I can feel that the stories are not true. I remember that is really is as simple as feeling what is here in each moment. The feelings may not always be comfortable. I am more and more comfortable with whatever feeling show up, with not naming it, or judging it as positive or negative. I am also aware that as soon as I begin naming my feelings, I am again into story. Feeling the feelings in my heart, exactly as they are is all that is required.