My link to reality.

I have to think. About being alive. In order to be truly alive. Otherwise, I am going through the motions. On autopilot. I am alive. When I am conversing. With my spiritual being.  That is the real me. The spirit. Rather than the physical being. My spirit is in a container. A body. When I look in a mirror. I see the physical vessel. But that is mere façade. A hiding place. For my spirit. The real me. Though come to think of it. My spirit has no reason to hide. Because  the spirit is invisible. Only I know of my spiritual existence. With absolute certainty. Because I have a conscious awareness. Of my spirit. Yes, spirit is consciousness. My ongoing string of thoughts. My link to reality. --Jim Broede