My synapses are on fire

This happens periodically—-and it’s a good sign when it does—-sensory overload, brought on by the realization of something new, or when I’m in the process of discovering a passion. The mundane calls it mania. I like to visualize it as the synapses in my brain meeting and making love, with an orgasm that expands throughout my being. Babies are being made. My heart picks up, tingling shoots down my arms and into my fingertips, my jaw tickles the way it does sucking on sugar. It’s a feeling of utter aliveness, of being connected with the world. I am in touch with my inner Creator, and it is powerful.

The trick is not to drain all my energy in this process—-to ‘blow my load’, as it were. (and perhaps that’s what would define it as mania.) This feeling demands an outlet, fireworks can’t be shooting off indoors, after all. And when it comes to a release, the more streamlined the better. (for the sake of your comfort I will not continue with the sexual comparisons, though I’m sure you already went there, and besides! creation is creation)

My point is, I’m learning better how to gather this potent energy in a constructive way. As I grow older, I’m excited to remain in touch with this youthful connection to Magic, and couple it with the ability to refine and manifest it into something useful for the world. It’s a beautiful thing, to be alive, and yes, the Truth is corny!

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