Even though you sense an unknown world of aliveness around
you, it is not accessible until the spell that you are undeserving is broken.
This trance is subtle and deeply embedded, the result of both personal and
collective misperception.
The cleansing of this perception requires full-spectrum
emotional attunement and reorganization at psychic, somatic, and transpersonal
levels. But the required wisdom is already here. It is not something you need
to create by way of an exhaustive project of self-improvement.
Inside your body and embedded in the natural world are
signs, symbols, and guidance for the way ahead. But you must take a radical
risk for the veil to part. It might not always feel safe and is sure to unleash
the allies of disappointment, deflation, and heartbreak – pure emissaries of
the sacred world.
The risk you must take is to finally be yourself. To flood
this world with all of you. To no longer apologize for what is burning inside.
To honor your longing. To see the majestic brilliance of what you are. To no
longer postpone full participation. To not hold back from what you know is most
important. To not wait any longer.
You are not broken or in need of fixing, nor is something
cosmically wrong with you that must be repaired by way of process and time. You
need not even be “healed” in any conventional sort of sense. Held, not healed.
Open into the longing, the tender, the shaky, and the raw, as they course
through you to be integrated.
While alive around you now, the new vision cannot be
released into a field of self-abandonment, self-aggression, or into an
environment where you are subtly pathologizing your ripening vulnerability.
Only into a meadow of spacious awareness and fierce compassion, where the
circuitry can be re-encoded.
This journey will inevitably require an encounter with the
darkness and thus will not be all that popular. There are no quick steps, no
fantasies of consistent feelings of happiness, no guarantees of getting
everything we want. In the crucible the raw material for the work of love is
found, buried inside the rage, the emptiness, the heartbreak, and the
disappointment.
It is unprecedented here. A place of wisdom and pure
creativity. Nothing is to be discarded any longer. The path is everywhere.
Art by Gustav Vigeland, c/o the Vigeland Park in Oslo
