Today is a day of insights, a morning of stream of consciousness.
It is one of those moments when I understand that I am not doing it for me. I am not walking the path for the sake of walking it. I am not even sure if I am walking it.
I am experiencing transformation because my life experience is crucial for the life experience of everyone around me – everyone I influence with my being.
What I am talking about here is not my professional influence or what I am saying or not saying within my social relations. It is not about my writing, because this is what I am doing for myself.
It is about how I show up energetically (or not).
Recently there seems to be a challenging time for a lot of us.
I can feel the collective purge – the RELEASE of “old” emotions or life experience.
I witness it first hand by witnessing the processes of my friends.
The unbearable breaks open.
What was closing off is what is causing the opening – of “the path” and of the heart…
New beginnings appear on the horizon. Out of nowhere.
And what is beyond the horizon is unknown.
And that is where we want to go:
There is this big big big misconception around the spiritual path.
There seems to be some sort of cultural narrative (maybe it is within my perception because I am part of the narrative, which makes it even more pressuring to share this thought as unfiltered as possible.)
The narrative is being told on social media platforms. The images shown are flawless. The spiritual path seems to be paved with beauty. It appears to be a chronological process – and incorporation of THE beauty.
But guess what?
THIS IS NOT THE PATH.
The path is beauty, yes.
But “the way” is hard.
Yes, there are the souls that are awake. They are born into awake beings.
But, we, us, the ones who are reading this (I reckon’) are the ones who have to eat the sh*t.
We have to plough that dirt – the most nourishing ground that we have. Our beautiful ugly life experience, our suffering that is us.
It is within us.
It’s our feelings, our wrong-doings, our mistakes, our painfully covered truth that’s sooo crooked. It hurts.
The old skin that wants to be shed but it is so “intergrown” with our lives, entangled with our conditionings.
There is one thing I am more certain than ever: There is no way around it. The untangling is what will release a ton of energy. We know it deep down inside (not as far down as we think).
Our imagination can help us to give the push, but we have to make the move and trust.
The thing about that is: There is no reason not to trust.
This reminds me of a quote I read in a philosophy magazine called “Hohe Luft”: “Being satisfied with life can be an act of rebellion in times where thriving to be the best version of ourselves became the way of being.”
To trust is also an act of rebellion in times where deterioration is everything that is being broadcasted.
And the counter movement? Is BLINDFOLING our true feelings – burrying the truth….
The thing is: We don’t need a movement. All we need is to trust in our own abilities. And with abilities I mean the gifts that we have inherited, our DNA that is allowing us to receive information and process information within our physical body.
YES, our truth IS our feelings.
Trust exists independently from what is going on in the external.
Truth is subsisting. It is us.
Yes, I am saying: “TRUST! NO MATTER WHAT!”
Trust – whatever feeling arises.
Trust – no matter which decision is “the right” decision.
Trust – in your sadness, in your despair, in your anger, even – in your addiction or let’s say in “your awareness of your addiction”.
TRANSFORM IT BY BEING IT. LIVE THROUGH IT. This is how you overcome it.
It is so simple that I would like to scream it from the top of my lungs.
I invite trust.
I invite you to purge all of your emotions, to go all in, to feel it all and move on. You will see the next step. Help will appear out of nowhere.
You are never alone.