The lives of good and beautiful souls, those who strive daily for authenticity, accountability, and integrity, are nevertheless peppered with disappointment and loss. A deeply developed capacity to integrate a broad spectrum of experience does not mean we won’t feel tremendous pain when our good intentions and open hearts are met with scathing and ridicule. But we understand that all is not as it seems. We know we are always inside a much larger context: that of our higher selves. Because of this, our resources are great.
Although this is a plane of illusion, we recognize that the illusion has an impact. Its power lies in its ability to create separation between persons, tribes, and nations. Its tools are the tools of the false ego and its false beliefs: beliefs that would have us bow down before the hierarchies of better than, smarter than, more beautiful than, richer than, and therefore, more deserving than those deemed ‘lesser’ in these and other categories. Once we give our allegiance to separation, we are forced to operate from the belief that there is only so much of—anything—to go around. Therefore, we cannot ever truly let our guard down. We cannot ever truly trust in life. Coming from a place of scarcity, it is hard to see our purpose for being here or our unique path to follow. The most debilitating separation that illusion creates is its capacity to separate us from our own souls.
Despite the pain living with an open heart can bring, we have no choice if we are to remain consciously evolving. We must fully express ourselves as embodied souls. We do not want to live from a place of limitation, believing we are only our bodies, our relationships, or our current life situation. There is much terror in holding a lens that equates what seems to be with what is, so we can have compassion for those who cannot see beyond it. It has been said that when we reach the end of our mind’s capacity to strategize our way out of a challenge, it is a prime opportunity to remember innocent curiosity and to expect miracles. From nothing, everything comes.
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