Hello, again beautiful souls.
It is with a light heart and a gentle smile that I sit here typing this blog, knowing that possibly a few of you may wonder after reading it if I have lost the plot completely.
A blog for me is an expression of myself and in this case that I am sharing with you. Allowing my vulnerability to be real and tangible for myself too in this moment.
Have you ever felt , considered, or even dreamed that you are existing in more than one “place”/reality? As babies, we are born into this physical reality and then we get to adorn a cloak based on our parent’s or caregiver’s version of what it is to be a Human Being in the reality that we are born into. It’s a lifelong struggle to work to develop our truth of that reality before we leave this body. Working through the maze to get to live our purpose is why we are here in my opinion. We are provided with lots of assistance along the way when we observe a little more and do a little less.
Perhaps you wore the cloak of one or all of the main Archetypes ( Caroline Myss). ( a Child, a Survivor, a Victim, or a Prostitute)
I know I missed the child part in my life, I never got to play, and I believe one of my lessons here is to have fun. I bought into the victim hook line and sinker until I released her to become the survivor. The prostitute, on the other hand, is an interesting Architype as it suggests trading sexual pleasure or manipulation for pleasure, however, if we allow our minds to think of the broader sense of the word, it is a manipulation of events for our own gain. I am definitely aware of this reality in my actions over my lifetime.
Selling our souls for food, money, recognition, “love”, a roof over our heads – fill in the blanks as per your experience. I will say that these archetypes are not gendered specific, so it applies to us all. What are you selling your soul for? Ironically, we often do this to survive.
We can meditate, take psychedelics, go on pilgrimages or journeys and tick off the list to experience other realities, which all add so much value and provide the space for release and clarity, and therein we become more aware of what our reality really is. There are lots of studies on this subject, research is at our fingertips.
We don’t all have those opportunities or share those beliefs though, yet we too could feel or be uncomfortable that our reality is not what we signed up for, isn’t it? Consider that statement for a moment! Really is that true? Who created your reality, assuming you are not a minor reading this? My rudest awakening was when I realized with huge shock years ago, that I am creating the struggle, the mess, the pain by resisting what is. What are you resisting? Could there be another reality for you? And could it be living with a more open awareness of what is, not the meaning we give it? Does this mean you need to let something go perhaps?
What if those other realities are actually here, right now in our conscious space, but we are not ready yet to acknowledge them yet? Could you consider looking at the state your life is in for a moment, without judgment, and see what else you can see or what you become aware of, like an observer, not a participant? What more can you expand your conscious awareness into seeing as possibilities for yourself? There really are no limits. We put the limits there.
Allow yourself to dream the dream into reality without the aspect of time attached. It is all in divine/organic/energetic timing, not our linear controlled version of time. An example of this would be when we force the outcome of something, according to an expectation of ours and somehow feel deeply dissatisfied afterward deep down, even if outwardly we express a different view.
In conclusion, the message is that there are lots of realities in our daily lives, it’s the path you choose to focus on that becomes the deepest, what if you could walk alongside yourself and observe the steps along the way, how cool would that be? Don’t knock it, it really does work in my world and those I am priviledged to interact with. The reality changes as you observe it and as you let go of the control. It is somehow always perfect. We learn. We are blessed and supported even when we forget to ask.
Much love and light from my heart to yours along the journey.