Waiting on God

You feel finite. Doing the same things over and over again. Nothing fills you up.

You have everything. Some have more. Some have less.

You desire to feel complete. God is good. God is complete. But you can't see God. You are stuck in your head. 

You and God are two sides of the same coin. But you can't flip it to see it. So close yet so far.

You look for meaning. You look for a sign. All you find is habit.

You have read about non-dual experiences where the individual consciousness expands out of the body, where the observed and the observer are one and the same, where love pervades, where truth prevails. But all you experience right now is finite consciousness trapped within a body, experiencing the mundane, where love is fleeting and truth is an abstract concept. 

You wonder, would I be so lucky to see God one day in this life ? You pray for it like you once did as an innocent child before you realized it was all a sham. And now you've come back to it as the world doesn't fill you up.

You have a god-shaped hole in your heart.