Orienting to observation is our nexus. However, this isn’t to merely encourage an outward-looking perch. It’s an urgent placement of actions ownership within the self. Surveillance scrutiny should flank both faces. This is insinuating your alertness for others responses to you. Yet, namely, referencing your awareness toward your own reactions with anything. The point of one’s presence will enduringly be debated. Although, alignment won’t ever matter if your ego’s stomping solo. Fundamentally-seeking ought to be our climax. Where cooing over our credits merits how woke we are to the wilderness begging you trod a unique trail. Striking connections is why our lifeblood thrives. When we’ve eked an opening enough so that we’ve begun to witness that we’re the start or finish of all of our slings and arrows the same. That, my friends, is the day I believe our true living begins.
An intercourse of our relations appreciates with authenticity. The junction of where we’re absent versus attuned is our key source for harmony. If we wish to gain benefit from anyone we’re duped until we bring that amount of prosperity to the exchange. Making use of the weeds is a holistic cook’s understanding. They’re as advantageous for your homemade dressing, out of this world pesto, or curried bacon glaze sauce. (I just made that last one up, so I’ll have to actually craft it sometime!). For me, the theory of an au naturel existence is catapulted by digging through the dirt of our personal plus communal beds. The fruits and foils of our labor. Confessing our wrongs and methodically reinventing improved versions of ourselves. My hope is that you’re bonded to a similar rapport of responsibility. How stunning it must feel to reside every day with such conviction!
We’re not even one month into this fresh horizon, nonetheless, tingles of promise persevere. The ahhh-ha and hmmm-mmm moments have ramped up their game with me of late. When behemoth brain busters are offered I declare you bare them red-carpet treatment tout-suite. Setting aside the rampage of 2020, mine have transpired at a rate of uber-rapido since I was invited to sit in sacred listening with a family member to share a recording from Rod Stryker’s Sanctuary App devised to unfold pieces of our inward interpretation. His compassionate stance conjugated by sensational wordsmithing architecture left us examining the core query in short: What desire are we tired of learning? A pattern that runneth so strongly it gets in the way of everything. That space of respecting where the more accountable you grow the greater you grow.
I believe that relationships come in peace. Meaning, even the darkest theme of villainy once calibrated kindness. Likely, that a young mind simply wanted when neglect invaded. I’ve seen how it’s taken only a solitary connection to correct my entire perception. One minute I’m trembling with loss and the next it seems that all inches have been worth living, that I ought to keep going no matter what, and that any nuisance filters back to my psyche. Herein, we may farm through so very many rewarding, liable lenses. If we become buddies with stillness, are able to exhibit patience, and realize some lessons nag as pesky parrots, then we may behold our unique gift which any valuable association might replicate. Echoing a priceless spirit of consequence. That a single figure of speech, memory, person, can flatter to replace our pain, heighten our pleasure, or extend our purpose in being.
This week rang in a new POTUS (President of the United States) at the White House for us Americans. While I’ll give mystique its day in the courts of security, I find our real protection lies with the loyalty to a legit sensing of our Soul. Analogous to the shimmering blonde-glowing tendrils added atop my head a couple times a year for that ‘I’m not the age my grays would tell you I am’ twist. I’ve been wrangling the deeper ravines of my personality recently. I’ve rifled through deliciously not-quite-ripe-to-vote teenage intellect discussions. Those vocal cords burgeoning with pride to stand for future elections. I joined a nostalgically familiar group of grade-school mates for a reunion Zoom that’s promoted my positivity to a superlative summit. Astounding oneself with seedlings of precious communication supports our design. Implanting what lifts us is key.
Strike it rich appeasing healing links.