Maya is the enemy of the moment. She may have been an ally yesterday and might be a friend tomorrow, but today she’s a force to be reckoned with. She dwells in your heart and your heart-controlled mind as comfort and contentment. Whatever keeps you in an eyes-closed, non-dynamic mode comes from her. She works through emotional attachments energized by fear disguised as sugar and spice and all things nice. Maya, however, is not the objective, she’s the defender. Your job is not to kill her, just sever attachments and tiptoe past her. When this part of your journey is over, you and she can be pals again.