I have always had these lofty ideas of why I am here on Gaia and the work I came to do.
Oh my goodness… the judgements and the frictions that result when I dam the flow to which I am guided.
I am in a situation in my life at where I have chosen to return to a skill that a decade ago, I deemed not worthy of my time and walked away from in distaste… despite that I had been gifted in it. No matter how far I pushed it away, it kept coming back as my very best option to support myself- right now.
I have cried an ocean. I resisted it to the point that I sat paralyzed for days unable to begin. I fought, I squirmed, I pouted, I judged, and finally I just saw that it was pointless…and softened.
I eased back in and started asking lots of questions-
“why? why do I have resistance to this? why is my judgement of this so fierce?”
My answer: my mind thought that I should be doing something different with my short time here… ‘this’ did not meet my requirements of the grandiose things I ‘thought’ I should be doing for humanity and for Gaia.
3 months in, my realization: what I ‘think’ I should be doing and what I am actually called to do might be completely different in 3D appearance. But, what lies beneath is the same… no matter what my circumstance, I always have the ability to be love and share love.
I put so much emphasis on the ‘what’, I overshadowed the piece of utmost importance, the ‘how’.
I chose my ‘how’ a long time ago and I will not waver. Love is my mission– nothing more and nothing less. ‘This’ is what I am here to do no matter what the situation may be. And in my opinion, ‘this’ is what we are all here to do.
Love is always the answer.
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I met an antelope
In the woods
Walking a fence line
So wanting to be on the other side
I pause, watching…
Big open land just opposite
‘Why don’t you run free– that way?’
How many times must we repeat our self to finally grasp that nothing other than our own heart will ever satiate the eternal looking for…?
How much courage does it take to recognize the illusion that the ‘outside’ is only fluff at best?
How much extraordinary trust in one’s self does it take to chose the path less traveled and live from the inside, out?