I found this to be much like faith. The shedding of the old flesh.
I have gotten comfortable in my skin, making a life for myself and finding it comfortable. Then, when I try to wake up to the spirit, to real life, I find it uncomfortable. Even though I feel better when I am awake, I struggle against myself, against waking up. I wondered why? Why isn't it easier to wake up, when it is good? I am miserable in the transition state!
If only I could wake up and feel alive!
If only I could convince myself to wake up!