Change Your Brain

It is a signal. I know it is conditioned response. As I start to move in this way my brain waves change. I move to another state, another plane. The signal could be anything. For one it is the first stitch on a quilt. For one it is the first cast of the day. Could be the first stroke of decoupage, paintbrush, the first step of a marathon, first word of a chant. A signal to cut to another reality. Another version of identity. To go between the worlds, into the other world. A communion of self. Whatever the signal is. First note, first gear, first stroke of the pen, first rosary bead. Like a bus or train taking us to our spiritual selves.