Today I reflected upon how much I genuinely and consistently love working with one of the teams I get to volunteer with this year. Realizing that it is only twice in my life that I have experienced a level of consistent joy and delight in working as a team: once when volunteering in Bangkok and right now with my colleagues at Why Not Integration.

Both have 3 marked and important-to-me aspects about them: 

1. The causes or goals which unite us are social and have a clear humanistic foundation.

2. The teams are not only diverse in terms of ethnicity but also made up of people who live inter-culturality (thanks to years of residency in one or several countries outside of their home land).

3. There is a playful and compassionate way of engaging and working with each other.

The latter being one of the most fundamental reasons I struggled when I returned to Hamburg and felt the loss of that treasure. Being surrounded by people who share a lived experience, or at best an embodied experience, of inter-culturality has been one of the greatest and healing gifts my Bangkok years bestowed upon me. To be without has been painful and drained much of the color and joy out of life for me. Not because anything about my German friends is lacking but because it nurtures my being to *also* be surrounded by people who share this qualitative experience and engage with it with playful awareness. And no, this isn’t limited to people of my skin color or ancestral heritage.

What a joy to enter, weave and co-create spaces and communities, which are built on these deliciously generative qualities and delight in the way ’my people’ come alive and sparkle with inspiration and kindness in them. It constitutes a another kind of sweet home coming to my home city and keeps giving me life and fuels my passions with a welcome sustainability. Which is why my nomad soul has settled happily in being here.

With deep gratitude for the way life keeps unfolding for and through my being. 

Photography by Alisa Suwanrumpha for Santa Cause 2014, Bangkok

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Your visit promised disruptions and changes but I would have never known how profound they would be. What is more I could never have foreseen or dreamt how much better, happier, more whole, at peace and vibrant your lessons would make me.

And so I am bowing in gratitude

for gentleness and support wherever needed,

for making me experience and own more of my strength,

for a stronger foundation of trust in the goodness of the universe,

for a changed perception of self,

for more confidence and equanimity,

for the deepening of self compassion and love,

for teaching me to be a good and consistent caretaker of my body and health,

for changing my relationship with money,

for teaching me to set and assert healthy boundaries,

for teaching my protective parts to surrender to Self-leadership,

for leading me into healthy forms of community,

for honing my intuitive knowing,

for demanding I declutter my relationships and heal my relational system,

for teaching me to dance more gracefully and joyfully with the distortions of everyday life,

and most of all for teaching me to anchor in bliss and joy regardless of outer circumstances!

I am almost sad to see you leave now that I have attuned to your sparkling and disruptive energy but I wouldn’t want to keep your blessings from anyone else.

May you bless Gemini kin, and all others, as you transit their sign transforming them and their energetic set points in preparation of yet unwritten chapters of human history.

May we stay aware and walk our unique Soul paths with grace and ease as you keep remaking the world in and around us.

Blessed be.

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Though not having been totally isolated from socializing, my past years have been spent in a calming and healing retreat by keeping my circle small and interactions with strangers transient, short and sweet. In the past six months I have been following the call of my Soul to engage more with others locally, invest my time and energy in exploring spaces of community and service.

One of the surprising insights was how comparatively easy it was to handle the rise in energy expenditure and that I managed to stay mindful of my boundaries and needs throughout most of it. It was quite challenging to step back into the intensity of contrast that a multitude of consciousness level gift us with. Which deepened my gratitude for the privilege of having been granted the privilege of engaging with a beautiful group of Souls who afforded me diversity without the burden of low vibrational drama while I focused on integration and healing. 

Towards the end of this cycle of tinkering with engagement in various communities I found my awareness being drawn to prune and purge until only that which felt aligned and life-affirming remained. Inducing me to walk away from things lacking in integrity and a healthy flow, from people with whom I did not want to work anymore, from relating that was too draining and of little benefit.

I am grateful for the shift in energy that brought a lot of novelty, movement, community and joy into my experience. Though only few external changes would be visible or accessible to another, my life feels completely changed and transformed. The one I was just months ago would be surprised at what I have done, achieved, learned, discerned, the clarity gained and the state of being I get to savor today. 

I release some of the things I welcomed into my life with my heartfelt gratitude for the joy, experiences, lessons and growth they afforded me and hold on with gratitude to the things that have enhanced my wellbeing and brought local community back into my life. My awareness is gently focused on the path that is calling me and revealing my next steps and challenges as I walk it in trust and playful glee.

The veils that had shrouded my vision have been lifted, and I am patiently attuning to the new melody weaving itself into the symphony of my Soul and embodiment. The past decades have sensitized me to the subtleties and delights of moments of transition, the complexities of infinite threads being in the flux reweaving and reconnecting within the All That Is as we collectively evolve and embody new and expanded expressions of consciousness.

This new melody necessitates new levels and acuteness of discernment to uphold a new vibrational harmony and protect it from falling into a less helpful or even harmful dissonance. A knowing and acceptance of new boundaries and a call for higher integrity and accountability towards my Soul and the service to Life I came here for. An easing away from attachments to individual needs towards flowing in harmony with the flow of the field and Soul community I am meant to serve and evolve with. 

Old storylines and narratives have been illuminated to make their emptiness and lower consciousness limits visible, old dreams and desires are losing their shine and attraction. I learned that some people come into my life to help me see that a dream has served its role and needs to be buried. Buried so that it can fertilize the field from which a higher dream may arise and manifest in harmony with who I am becoming.  

I know that the way I live my life now must feel callous, cold-hearted, or unloving to those whose path is one that is beholden to the phenomenal world and reductionistic narratives. And I accept their perceptions, judgements, and vitriol as par for the course. An invitation to lean more into the teachings of the void and formlessness to help this body weather the contrast triggered by disappointing other’s expectations rooted in old paradigm storylines. But I cannot return to living such a small, limited, and painful life as I used to live while living in the old stories, my being longs for the freedom, spaciousness, subtle luminosity of emergent storylines and the co-creative play of presence.

My Soul longs to repose with others primarily in fields of aware ease and grace, with honesty, compassion, care and infinite love for the mystery of life. Where the playing out of unconscious archetypal scripts through egos in their grandeur and victimhood are minimal and can be observed, known, and laughed about by all. And yet I know we live on a planet where the majority lives deeply entrenched in the death culture arising from separation consciousness, domination and exploitation systems, and trauma-fueled unconsciousness. Which is why I make space for engagements on other dimensions of consciousness, offering a shoulder to lean on, a few uplifting words, gentle invitations to awakening and small ways of alleviating suffering where possible. 

Knowing that being embodied comes with the limits of the state of our nervous system and physical resources, I choose to be a loving steward of my body by honoring her boundaries and limits as to what I can expose myself to and what needs to be avoided. It is a strangely messy and beautiful dance to be consciousness embodied as a human.

What a joyous and expansive new field of experiences my being has been guided towards. 

With thanks for the abundance I get to experience, the beauty of the beings I get to witness and support, the insights and expansions I get to have and the deepening of trust and surrender I am savoring.  

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My system now embraces that we have needs, and that some of them are better or only met with others. This no longer discomforts me or strikes fear into my heart, thankfully it has become something beautiful to be experienced, shared, received and celebrated in relating with beloveds and strangers alike. 

What still goes against the grain of some of my parts is neediness – the grasping, stickiness of its energetics and the undercurrent of self degradation that I sense in it. My avoidant protectors feel an instant ickiness at the proximity of such an energy, even more so when the grasping is directed towards my energy or being.

Thankfully I have clarity on what sets these parts off about neediness and how it is distinct from having needs:

First of all having needs does not make a person needy! 

There are many who, conditioned towards hyper-independence, cannot differentiate between having needs and being needy. And unfortunately suppress or deny their needs and don’t allow themselves to ask for support. Though I do not share that perspective and experience anymore I sure know it intimately and viscerally.

There is no weakness or lack in having a need or perceiving another as having needs, it is merely one facet of human expression in the moment. 

Needs are temporary, consistent or recurrent phenomena we all have to dance with in being embodied. They may shift and change, we may go through periods of being in need of more or less support – none of which defines our value or worthiness. The latter are innate and untouched by life experiences to my mystic’s consciousness. 

Neediness, in my current understanding, is a descriptor for an unskillful way someone expresses and attempts to get their needs met. While having a need is about a sensed, felt, experienced reality – it simply is and therefore is neither good nor bad.

We can express and bid for getting our needs met without ever coming close to being/vibrating neediness, in fact verbalizing of needs and requests for support can be incredibly empowered, admirable and magnetic no matter how vulnerable and tender it might feel to us. 

I welcome open communication of needs, wants and desires as it invites me onto an equal playing field of relating, where I get to inquire into my state of being resourced, my openness and willingness and my capacities to meet said needs, wants and desires or make a counter offer of what I can provide or alternatively express what I am not available for. 

That aligns with my vision of sovereign relating amongst equals, which is my explicit preference.

Neediness happens on a playing field of implicit inequality, assigning to the requesting the one-down position and the requested the one-up position. And it does not approach another with a straight-forward expression of a need and/or bid for support but comes at the other indirectly, often with unconscious and manipulative veneers of wanting to share or “give” to the approached. While there is a strong pulling on the energy of the approached, in some cases even an unconscious vampiristic attempt to utilize the other’s energy in balancing out a perceived lack. There are aspects of learned helplessness, victimhood, etc. which are all predicated on the person giving away their power and asking another to give it back to them, which of course is an impossibility.

I feel compassion for the predicament of living with this conditioning and trauma response, there is love in me for the being that meets me from that energy. And yet I will set very clear and unmovable boundaries with my protective parts, make my energy mercurially in-graspable, while being present with them from the detachment of the indifferent self. 

Essentially throwing them back to their own devices where they play hide and seek with themselves. Yet, wherever I am called to support them in facing their true, underlying need and meeting it in more skillful and honest ways, I will gladly be of service. 

I am just not available for the ‘song and dance of delusion’ their pattern creates for them and all who will step into the miasma of this distortion. My awareness, presence and energy are way too precious to me to invest, or waste, them in such a senseless way.

On the other side I love to meet straightforwardness and courageous expressions of needs with as much of a *yes* and support as I can muster. Reminding us that having needs is a natural and beautiful aspect of being human we share. And making a point of expressing and embodying that it is a privilege to be of service to them in this now, in order to see them soar and shine in the next. 

I happily embrace being a channel the universe uses to support another being, joyfully participating in waves of kindness, compassion and love that ripple and flow through our field of consciousness to the benefit and growth of All That Is.

Neediness is something I am no longer willing to engage with, even less so on its distorting playing field.

Photography: ‘Bad Breakup’ via Everett Collection

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The past has gifted me the realization of how fundamental acceptance is to my inner peace. And has cultivated an appreciation for how it calms my being and gives me more resources to meet life in a more lighthearted, creative and playful way.

Another aspect for me is that when I cannot accept circumstances or reality as they are I cannot truly change them. Which is why I choose to observe and analyze a situation as multidimensionally as possible, even if I tend to label or communicate it in a short-hand form.

I understand that someone, who is beholden to unconscious or subtle fights with reality, self and conditional about acceptance has a hard time perceiving my way of engaging with life and mistakes outer appearances as being akin to lack of acceptance.

And though I accept it as one of the many sad realities of engaging with others my choice, more often than not, will be to minimize or step away from engaging with such a person. Stepping away is owed to acceptance of my body’s limitations in weathering projections, distorted energy and attacks arising from another’s inner war. 

Acceptance is peace.  And sometimes sustaining peace necessitates an end to the tolerance of proximity to the accepted, out of self love.

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The winter solstice illuminated a vast shift in my energy, which ripped through some veils of perception that had been created by childhood adversity and survival strategies of my psyche. The shift in perception and the fact that several aspects of my being were activated and fueled by this new energy let me enter the new year as a new me.

New in the way I perceive, value, discern, choose, act, and express my being. So in fact this year ‘New Year, New Me’ is not a statement of an intent or goal but an observation of my current reality.

One of the most fascinating moments in learning about this new way of being had to be the moment my more machiavellian parts and Self energy agreed on a strategy, though from wildly differing perspectives. Which amuses me and makes this new chapter of life even more intriguing and a source of daily delight.

Old iterations of me would have handled ending connections which I realized had been underwhelming, disloyal, and unworthy of my time and energy in a decidedly different way. None of them would have gone over without an undercurrent of resentment, desire for justice, and anger of varying degrees. And I would have had a hard time holding back from giving them a piece of my observations and judgements of their behaviors. 

New me, couldn’t care less about them and how they showed up. She zeroed in on my part in the dynamics that led up to this point of realization:

Why did I blind myself to the truth of the relationship dynamics and the person? What part of me, and beliefs I hold, drive that kind of behavior? How do I make sure this doesn’t ever happen again? What need did I try to meet by holding on to mediocrity or unloving dynamics? How can I redirect inner currents of energy and awareness to fulfill the need and avoid self-harming by holding on to the wrong energies and people?

And when it came to ending the connections new me chose to take the higher road of communicating my desire to end the connection without going into the reasons beyond pointing out that our paths are diverging or our definitions of the relationship or desires for it are not aligned. Which, in the past, would have incensed my darker aspects and protectors who would have wanted things to be communicated with the sharp edged words of a queen of swords to cut at the lies, illusions, and BS experienced in the connection. 

The new way of being has no need for another to understand and share my perceptions of the past, nor do my perceptions matter as much. There is no need to express how parts of me recoiled, lost respect, or feel utter speechlessness at the way the other showed up. That is only of interest in introspection and as a means of learning about where my work lies and which boundaries I need to honor better in times to come. It is considered feedback for further inquiry, not some sort of sacred truth to be upheld.

Once I realize that someone’s time in my life has run out they no longer need an insight into my perceptions or reflections – they would probably neither understand nor respect them anyway. Only when intuition or spirit nudge me to share will I invest energy in the emotional labor of sharing and entering an exchange with another, otherwise I see it as a waste of time and energy for both that is bound to create more distortions and harm. A futile expenditure of precious life energy by a hurt ego or mind, which only perpetuates the dysfunctionality of the dynamics observed. When I am called to share it is because shared growth or transcendence are possible but if the nudge is absent it is a sign of the pointlessness of such an attempt.

Interestingly and surprisingly my machiavellian aspects agreed to the way of detaching the Self energy chose. When I inquired into their acceptance they shared their reasoning as follows: My non-combative, gracious, yet firm exit opens the gateway for their mind to offer up potential reasons why I may have chosen to let them go. And their mind would go to explanations that would sting and hurt them more deeply than my words, or truths, could ever have. Which makes me chuckle and shake my head while celebrating that they won’t sabotage or rail against the higher road, even if their reasons are less luminous.

I am enjoying the new playful spaciousness in which my inner tribe of parts are being united and led by Self energy with little to no friction. A spaciousness that allows for all parts to be who they are, express their needs and thoughts while trusting that the Self will not only consider them but meet them in the most surprising and nourishing ways. There is less to no internal judgement, and wherever it comes up it too can be integrated in the spaciousness while making all parts feel safe, heard, and cared for.

It is a magical paradox to be more open, and therefore more vulnerable, and yet be more resilient. Hello antifragility!

Well met, new me, I cannot wait to see what else you will be teaching me about existence!

Photography by Unknown

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And yet in its disruptive, and expressly impermanent, nature it has rooted me more deeply into earthy qualities like grounding, stability, fertility, abundance, nurturing, and more. 

Home

In looking back on the lessons and challenges I faced, the overarching themes can be subsumed under:

• Close relationships as a form of home for the heart.
• The body as the vessel and home of all experiences.
• The land, and city, I live in as a home to being.
• Nature as home to the body and human consciousness.
• Community as a home of sharing life and reciprocal care, support, nurturance, and delight.

I was called to look closely at my experiences and how they made all layers of my being respond, feel and think. In contemplations I was made aware of how I allowed, enabled, or invited unhappiness, imbalances, and disease into my homes. Fueled by self compassion and love the Self energy began to correct and calibrate perceptions, approaches, habits, and thinking for better alignment and healing.

A new multidimensional definition of home blossomed in my awareness allowing my body to release tensions and stuck energy held around it. My new understanding/sense of home is less sticky, attached, and emotionally charged than earlier versions have been. 

Anchoring the perceptive vantage point in the formless field of consciousness allows me to perceive everything and anything vibrate with some degree of frequency of home. From that point I no longer attempt to connection and get a sense of home ‘human to human/matter’ but connect on the energetic and spiritual dimension – where oneness is an eternal reality. In keeping my inner gaze fixed on the energetic/spiritual dimension of oneness my heart is held in a field of interconnection, love, and benevolence – regardless of outer circumstances. Which teaches it to let go of looking for connection on dimensions fraught with lack and volatility.

I no longer *need* people, places, or my body to show up in a certain way to feel secure, safe, connected, heard, loved, etc. and instead live from a knowing of safety, connection, unconditional love, being valued, and so on. Which allows me to engage with all kinds of people and places as expressions of the one from a sense of wonderment, and little fragility or dysregulation around how they show up. 

Once the human need for safety is fulfilled it is easy to get into playful exploration of the possibilities that open up with this inner shift: How can I connect to this land and city in new ways? What will I see and experience when I tune my energetic resonance with it? 

And with these recalibrations of my energy and mind old blockages melt out of the way, letting in more insights, joy, delight, and a pervasive belonging that spans all dimensions of being – mental, physical, emotional, spiritual. Gone is the density and heaviness that underlay experiences as more lightness and luminosity flow through these experiences making may for more diverse and colorful moments of connection and belonging.

With the shifts and changes happening internally I find myself in a wholly new home in terms of body, relationships, land, community, and nature… without having moved or changed much on the external. Whatever changes happened in the external have only been in response to inner changes, not their cause.

My energetic base tone in engaging with life had been set for a couple of years to yin (receptive, inward) while my yang (directive, outward) energy was cleansed from overlays of conditioning. This year I felt the shift to a balance of yin and yang. And what a delight it was to be in yang energy again and experience how easily I could shift out of it and back again, how well both energy played with each other now. 

Insights and Lessons 

Through dancing with the above themes I have gained new insights into my workings, capabilities, limitations, boundaries, preferences, and tinkered with more sources of joy and contentment. 

Here are some of the insights and lessons this year gifted me:

Life

The incredible, spaciousness, ease, and bliss that are born of surrendering to reality as it is and trusting life implicitly.

To embrace the fundamental role of impermanence in life, to integrate it into my thinking, planning, and engagement with life.

To concurrently perceive from eyes of consciousness and eyes of humanness.

To focus on the blessing, gift, and benefit in sudden shift or changes, and release attachments to outcomes trust life.

To see, acknowledge, and appreciate the beauty in all experiences beyond mental judgements of good or bad, aligned or unaligned.

To keep flooding my being with beauty and heartful experiences to anchor and nurture awe, gratitude, and playfulness into my current vibrational set point.

To practice doing hard things.

Relationships

To engage with life from an expanded self value/ self love – as I value myself more things are rearranging to either level up with me or move out of my experience if they cannot. 

To set strong, intentional, and conscious boundaries. 

It is OK to bow out of a relationship or friendship when the other is traumatized to a degree that is beyond what I am willing, or able, to hold space for. 

To release connections, which are dear to me thanks to history shared, when they have persistently lacked attunement, reciprocity, or vibrancy. Focusing especially on ‘legacy’ male friendships which do not meet even the most basic standards of relating.

That it is not only possible to end a connection in ‘incompleteness’ but to derive sweetness from the process even if tinged with bitter or sad notes here or there.

My aligned and healthy relationships have a new quality of tenderness, openness, and playful exploration that gives rise to sweetness and deeper intimacy my heart relishes.

Self

To embody more responsibility for my experience and being, and decisively act as my advocate, caretaker, cheerleader, and handy woman.

What a good caretaker I am for myself, while also being present for beloveds.

How lovely it can feel to acknowledge ‘not knowing’ and let others take the lead in their expertise. Receptivity is a gateway of nourishment to my being.

My ability to stand in the ‘fire’ of emotional flashbacks and remain open hearted and compassionate with self and other has expanded beyond what I thought was possible for me.

The joy in witnessing and being present sans any, however subtle, attempts at controlling the situation.

How good I am at standing up for myself, making my needs and boundaries clear, so clear I rarely need to enforce them. (Though there still is a part of me that is ready to fight for it with almost any means necessary if the boundaries are crossed)

There are some areas where I slacked off, turned a blind eye, to not being in full integrity with Self. An invitation to come back into integrity and holding myself accountable and to be less indulgent as my inner tribe growth and strengthens.

That I still underestimate my abilities and worth, just to be surprised and proven wrong by the way I keep showing up.

To listen more closely to the wisdom of my body – following it as trustingly as I do my inner guidance system and to curb the mind’s habit of second guessing her.

When I calmly surrender to an unexpected change or plot twist, focus on why it may be better and what blessings and possibilities it might bring with it, and adapt my plans and activities to it, life meets me with unexpected gifts and manifestations of wishes that are supportive to this new trajectory.

Love helps me meet challenges in ways that are gentle on my being and allow for more growth and integration than else wise.

Closing 2023

With the solstice a new year and energetic slip-stream began calling to my being to attune to a new year and reality and I feel excitement as more and more spiritual fire flows through my being. I am at peace with 2023 and can let it go graciously and gratefully. Honoring it as the year that taught me about home, integrity, and accountability where I had been lacking in it.

And so I close out this year in humbling awe of the great teacher and in amazement of the infinite ways we can experience a moment or life. I bow in gratitude to Self and Source for all the love and support along these winding and heart-wrenching moments. 

My heart is full with gratitude for family and friends who journey and share this wondersome life with me, and gratitude for those who no longer walk by my side as they have left this plane or my experience. I know this year would have been a lot harder without having my soul tribe and beloveds to lean on.

I am especially mindful of and grateful to my body for her poise, wisdom, and guidance along a path of facing off with the specters of death and mutilation. I bow to my body for her strength and indomitable alignment with Spirit throughout it all, for choosing healing and thriving over resignation and surrender to others beliefs.

This has been an important and hard year in my journey and I am grateful for the privilege of living and experiencing it.

Art ‘ensorcell’ by Joshua Mays

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Illness, especially one that is connected with a potential for death, has a way of triggering existential fears. Fears as old as our ancestral lineages, fears embedded in every cell of the body, fears arising from a lack of knowing and trust in true nature. One of these fears is fear of death, the fear that still holds the majority of humanity in its stranglehold. Another fear is the fear of mutilation and/or disability. Both fears are worthy challenges to the mind as it faces its extinction or diminishment in them. 

To a mystic or conscious person who has walked a spiritual path to some depth death no longer has a paralyzing or irrationalizing effect as my perception of it has transformed. In my experience death has been illumined by the light of consciousness to reveal its true nature of a liberator and gracious energetic gateway that transports us to the next dimension of this journey. Due to that I do not fear but actually welcome death, whenever it may come. I love life and the experiences I have in this current embodied form but have no desire to resist my Soul’s call to move on. I deeply trust and know that whatever happens is for my benefit, even if that benefit cannot be fathomed initially it has always revealed itself in time.

The challenge I faced was to dance with the fear of disability and mutilation. To observe compassionately how deeply ingrained it is in the body, to listen to the body and discern its voice of wisdom from its voice of fear. To hold the fearful part with love while using knowledge and conscious knowing to entrain trust and surrender to life. And do all that while navigating everyday life, decisions about next steps that are true to my being, and other people’s opinions, mindsets, and energies externally.

A rewarding challenge, which once again left me in awe as to the strength that is available to me when I meet life head on and anchored in present awareness. Something of a milestone as I observed myself interweaving seriousness and clarity with playful awareness of a larger picture to life, which made it all feel lighter and at times even magical.

Towards the end of my journey, along the standardized path doctors prefer, I heard the call arising from my body and knowing to veer back onto a purely Self directed path. Which meant making choices that the doctors would not like or understand. And I felt genuine compassion for them, trying to make it easy on them to accept my choices by underlining that I take full responsibility for my life and choices and free them from any responsibility of their consequences. On the other hand I offered to keep them in the loop with a view to upcoming test results and developments.

And this is where I realized that the path of the Self I am called to walk is a high stake gamble to those who live from a cosmology of separation consciousness and total identification with the body. My choices induce fear in them while they feel empowering and aligned to me. In my cosmology of oneness and centering true nature beyond the body, what I am called to do feels like sidestepping the pull of distortion and inner dissonance to step back into the slip-stream of consciousness and the ease of its harmonious flow.

It is an invitation to understand health as consisting of two seemingly contradictory realities, who are one nonetheless. Like the seeming contraction of Quantum Physics and Newtonian Physics, there are different rules and systems at work in our body and *all* have to be honored where they apply.

My body and intuition have been in alignment with the first recommended treatments, which surprised and intrigued me. And which is why I wholeheartedly embraced these treatments and immersed myself in receptivity to the goodness that came with it. 

Then my body and intuition signaled that we are done walking this path and another is needed to integrate and heal fully. 

The inner guidance system has been leading me to delve into more research on current medical knowledge, insights, and research and concurrently synchronistically lead me towards the path that is mine to walk. I have opened myself to feel as fully as I can, to allow all voices within me to speak and know they will be heard, to take a lot of alone time to contemplate and digest it all, and lastly keep asking my intuition for guidance and clarity.

In hindsight the contours of a subtle lesson begin to take a fascinating form. What I have been guided to do was moving between two dimensions of consciousness on all dimensions of experience (mental, emotional, physical, spiritual) and to know their oneness in the process. Knowing them as one heals any rifts, or resistances, that arise from separation consciousness which lies at the core of dis-ease of the body and loss of wellbeing.

Now I am focused on Self healing, which to me means letting the Self heal all that disrupts the health of the body and bring it back into balance wherever it has been out of balance. Addressing all layers ( trauma, metabolic, genetic) with an energetic, nutritional, lifestyle, and consciousness approach beyond words. 

I know that fasting, be it in the form of intermittent fasting or 3 day water fasts will be part of the next step as is the focus on creating a state of hyper nutrition for the body. Though usually meant in a nutritional sense, I got the nudge that it applies to all layers of experience, which need to be intentionally curated to be extra nurturing and abundant in goodness. This is how my body wants to be supported in healing itself and that is what I shall do to the best of my abilities. 

And of course I will be making sure to be seen and tested by my doctors. Thankfully I have doctors who support this journey and will keep an eye on my health and provide helpful nudges and recommendations where necessary. It is a privilege, and the result of a lot of self work, that I get to be supported on all dimensions of health and healing.

Not many will understand, nor concur with, what I am pointing to in my reflections. As what I am pointing to is hard to verbalize and be understood purely rationally but easy to be known, sensed, and felt. I trust those who are ready or need to will resonate with it and be led inwards towards new insights and clarity on their experiences and perceptions of health.

Life is more complex than our current human knowledge, as expansive as it is, can quite grasp nor explain. We do our best with what we have, and sometimes our knowledge holders forget to be mindful of the not-knowing that parallels each knowledge they have gained. And from that forgetfulness of the gatekeepers of knowledge many of us derive misperceptions of reality, or assume limits to our possibilities that are born of fear and a lack of knowledge and understanding. It is human and understandable, but we no longer need to be beholden to such ignorance. 

When we shine the light of consciousness on current knowledge we allow consciousness to gift us knowing, knowing beyond human horizons and in service of life. There are more ways of knowing existence than our reductionist western conditioning acknowledges or values, nonetheless they are as valuable and trustworthy when used discerningly and applied where they are most useful. Just like a hammer cannot do a screw-drivers work ,nor vice versa, forms of knowledge and knowing have their time and space where they shine or fail.

Keep inquiring into your guidance systems, keep feeding your mind knowledge from all sources, dare to hold contradicting theories and ideas, and let that wise inner voice direct you to what is true to your path.

Let us never cease praising the treasures we are gifted by the great Beloved as we surrender to life.

Blessed be fellow journeyers of the mystical path.

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The states I am being initiated into are not as earthbound, or linked to ancestral traditions still known to us. They are ancient in that they have been present on this planet in times before – before the forgetting and atrocities of separation consciousness. The states I am being led to carry in them the frequencies of earth, our galactic origins, as well as the dark formless that preceded all form.

The much glorified and centered rewilding has been a part of my journey, a part that was given to my thirties and which played a part in my liberation. Looking from where I am now it becomes obvious that it was but a preparatory stage, not an end or climax of this path. My Soul calling me to walk further, to remember ancient knowing of *all* my lineages planetary, non-planetary, and all the way back to the source of all form – the numinosity of the void.

One piece of this becoming is the lesson of stripping off all human identities, identifications with personality, body, and mind, to immerse into and know the formless essence of being. In stripping off the aforementioned I find myself no longer beholden to them, seeing them as mere constructs, artificial to the boundless nature of being. Realizing how being human has been limited to repeating patterns and limited possibilities of expressing and being due to the great forgetting and the rule of stark unconsciousness. Our being knows that there is another way of being human and exploring this dimension, and this knowing is calling ever so loudly for embodiment. To do so we have to take off the heaviness of unconscious patterning, and distorted perceptions, only then will we be truly receptive to and have enough spaciousness to call in expanded possibilities to flow through our being and rework our collective field.

Another aspect of this becoming is to wholly embrace oneness. It sounds simple but experience shows how much our mind body system resists it. It will accept it here and there but in the next moment it will hold on to separation consciousness in order to differentiate itself from ‘others’, which it holds in some form of judgement or dislike. So deeply ingrained are these conditioned distortions that we find ourselves once again split within, some part vibrating with the frequency of oneness and others clinging to separation consciousness. 

And I am learning that a nervous system which has been dysregulated by complex trauma is slow in releasing the fears and automated responses it has created for survival and open to the deeper meanings and ramifications of oneness. This is where deep compassion and skillfulness are needed to help integrate and heal with the guidance and grace of Self energy. It is a very slow process and yet it is a crucial part of this journey, it is the most important key to unlocking our full potential, expanded knowing, and full alignment with consciousness/life.

While working on the previous a third aspect is being learned and gently entrained in our body: To drink of the poison cup without sickening or dying. 

What I mean by it is the capacity to be present with the most harrowing aspects of human doing, with the oppressions, injustices, and violence our plant, animal, and human kin are suffering without resorting to denial, repression, numbing, or acting out. To be a vessel large enough to feel and hold it with compassion and perceive with eyes of consciousness, witnessing it fully and honoring the experiences observed, and act where it is in our power with love and care to alleviate and balance what we can. To feel and know the suffering of all – victim, perpetrator, bystanders, and saviors alike – knowing the underlying distortions and conditioning that keep recreating these experiences across millennia. 

Being, seeing, feeling, reflecting at the same time, side-stepping explanations and resolutions of the conditioned mind, and  opening to the mystery while leaning into not-knowing with trust. Letting the love at the core of our being call to the mystery to reveal knowing, a path to change or healing, and support us in holding it in a way that doesn’t poison us to be a(n unwitting) part of it. 

This is what embodying a different frequency and holding it in a dissonant field is to me. 

Being a change agent on this dimension of being is not about external activism but about internal depth work. The kind that stays invisible to most eyes, the one you cannot carry like a banner for the ego to feel good about itself or get acknowledgement for, not the kind where it suffices to do some mental work and change some of your behavior, nor the kind that wants to change the other. This activism has no external opponent that needs to be fought or won over, it is all about changing the parts in us that are unconsciously aligned with the narratives, roles, and patterns of the past, to awaken and integrate all parts in us to firmly anchor in the present and in the timeless wisdom of consciousness. It is from this inner work and its fruits that our actions in the external are being born, showing up in ways that express and manifest oneness, love, compassion, and wisdom beyond current human knowledge. 

It takes a great deal of consciousness and alertness to walk such a path with integrity, without allowing the powers of conditioning and trauma to reassert themselves in subtle or egregious ways. It takes a great tenderness and self love to forgive ourselves our many shortcomings, and failures along the way while gently striving to do better. And it takes a persistence and discipline to keep at the inner work and not let ourselves be distracted by things that call from the inanity of media. There has to be a consistency to our intentionality, a depth of commitment that will not flinch at obstacles and pain along the way but keep gently returning to the work. And it takes trust. A trust that has to be reclaimed from the murkiness of pain, trauma, and false beliefs. Trust that has to be chosen and then slowly rebuilt and reaffirmed with every experience until it becomes a default way of engaging with life/consciousness.

To the eyes of unconsciousness we will look passive, selfish, or any other manifestation of a lack of care. Which is understandable as they cannot see how their conditioning and trauma is pushing them to play the savior role in the narrative. Blinding them to the fact that it too is part of the dysfunction and distortion we all feel and know deep inside in engaging with this infinitely rebirthing suffering. 

Equally to other unconscious minds this may serve as an excuse to keep themselves disconnect, numbed, apart from the suffering in the world. Their mind remaining unconscious of how their mind is still playing out their trauma and keeping them from being present in their wholeness, regardless of how spiritual or conscious they pretend to be.

And yet regardless to how it may be judged or perceived this is a path that will not be denied, a call of the Soul that cannot be side-stepped without causing tremendous harm to self and possibly others. There is a sense deep in my being that we have to hold these frequencies and dimensions of consciousness as a way of opening the gateway and preparing the field for the ones who are to follow and initiate the next wave of consciousness evolution on this planet. Just like our illumined predecessors prepared the field to create the space that allowed us the level of remembrance and evolution we are blessed to experience and bring to the collective. 

This is what I experience on my path, in becoming a crone, an elder, a wise woman. 

In gratitude and honoring of ancestral wise women who walked before me, the ones I am privileged to have by my side, and the ones that shall follow us in ever new paradigms of life unfolding in the loving embrace of this beautiful mother planet.

Maybe this speaks to your experience or maybe you feel some resonance but also a difference that allows you to know your path more clearly in its uniqueness? 

Whatever it maybe, I hope it serves your soul path and becoming.

Blessed be.

Art: ‘ATMA – The Guide of Souls’ by Autumn Skye

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What once used to be an unspeakable horror I would not even want to entertain for a moment, now has become something I feel curiosity and gratititude for. What I once was conditioned to perceive as a grim thief, now is a misunderstood liberator and midwife for the next stage of the conscious journey to me.

The things that can fill me with apprehension, no longer fear really, are contemplations of less palatable variants of future timelines. But that only lasts for a bit before the Self reminds the parts that regressed in old conditioning that none of the experiences ever felt the way they had been advertised by cultural narratives and conditioning and reality has to be embraced as it is. Which always manages to bring a smile to me.

In this current state of being, I look out at the unfolding of life in the human dimension and feel no desire to partake or invest my energy beyond what is of utmost necessity. Having realized the futility and hollowness of most of human doing and striving, I no longer can uphold the pretenses the social contract and systems that govern our experience of reality ask of us. 

The more I witness, and the less I allow for things to remain in my blind spot, the less desirable or palatable the human dimension is.

What keeps me anchored in this life and dimension is nature. Nature expressing through the plant kingdom, our animal kin, in meaningful encounters and relationships with fellow human beings, and Self. Most of what humanity has constructed as systems of belief or governance, which hold all of us in a life-averse chokehold, has revealed its ugly, unnatural, and hateful nature. And yet the majority of humans squabbles, fights, and kills over these as if they were treasures while simultaneously suffering from the toxic effects on their own being. As they cannot detach from identity constructs or misperceptions of self, they remain bound to the infinitely repetitive and destructive sub-maya of human making and breaking.

There is not much to be desired in this time and world, not that there aren’t infinite possibilities of savoring the bounty of Gaia and the joy of communion with all of existence, yet none of the previous comes without the taint, pain, and struggles overlayed by the collective shadow and karma. Unless we choose unconsciousness and denial of reality.

Today, as I contemplate last night’s passing of my best friend’s mother, I am reminded of the grace and mercy that is death to us soul wanderers. I see her liberated from the strictures of existence, being pure awareness in infinite peace and bliss. And us, who are left behind, gifted with a reminder of the thankful impermanence of a lifetime, and the knowing that that liberation’s door is always nigh.

What strange and forgetful beings we are, fearing what gives us life and freedom while loving what oppresses us and creates suffering. Nonetheless it is a strangely beautiful experience to observe the multidimensional complexity of the Earth plane and how Consciousness explores existence here. 

For a few years now these words have been deeply resonant with my felt and embodied experience, as I witness my being walking towards the level of desirelessness and timelessness Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj lived and expressed:

I am dead already. Physical death will make no difference in my case. I am timeless being. I am free of desire or fear, because I do not remember the past or imagine the future. Where there are no names and shapes, how can there be desire and fear? With desirelessness comes timelessness. I am safe, because what is not, cannot touch what is. You feel unsafe, because you imagine danger. Of course, your body as such is complex and vulnerable and needs protection. But not you. Once you realize your own unassailable being, you will be at peace.

May we keep meditating on the true nature of our being until realization upon realization anchors it deeply in our embodied experience. 

May this supreme knowing liberate us before the great liberator of death comes our way, so we may truly live free, playful, powerful, and at peace in the knowing of our unassailable being.

May we embrace death and honor it in its rightful meaning and nature and go happily when our ‘time’ has come.

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To be confronted with decisions that take me to the edge of my comfort zone and beyond, having to learn about a diagnosis I have not been familiar with, and listening deeply to hear the voice of my body and consciousness in deciding on treatment plans, and more has been monopolizing on my bandwidth and time.

The past months have granted me novel insights into my psyche as well as the strength and resilience of my body. Some aspects of my relationship with my body and the way I care for it were illuminated and required some changes and a stepping up of my integrity and discipline. I have learned a lot about the people in my life, their capacity to engage with a me who is navigating health issues or not, their willingness to be present or not. 

A new level of self compassion was initiated, softening me, expanding my perception and discernment of the challenges we face on a health journey and the varying needs for support and being seen and heard beyond assumptions and projections of others. It was fascinating and at times overwhelming to be faced with other people’s struggles and worries, and their inexplicable persistence in holding to distorted fears and perceptions no matter how much facts and data I offered to allay these. 

There were painful disappointments in how people distanced themselves, went unusually silent, or decided not to engage at all. Which I took as a welcome invitation to inquire into the nature of our connection and my vision for the future. Realizing that these connections have outlived their welcome and alignment with my life, I have been in a mourning process to prepare their release, when the time feels right.

Above all though I have savored the feeling of being surrounded by caring and loving beings who attune to my needs and express theirs confidently in navigating this chapter in our relationship story. I feel deeply grateful for the forbearance, spaciousness, and joyful way my friends and family stood by my side as I figured things out and treatments happened.

And of course it also served to create more clarity as to how I wish to live and organize my life, what I feel complete with and can let go, and what I would like to invite and create for myself.

With all that thankfully behind me, I am moving into the dark months of this year with the gifts of this experience, focused on nurturing the health of my body with the support of aligned health facilitators, and charting a new path for my being. Celebrating a freeing up of my mental and emotional bandwidth which allows for a return to mystical inquiry and reflections on life.

With gratitude for the bountiful gifts of Life along this winding path of mine.

Photography by Unknown

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With it the process of detachment is progressing into more dimensions of my experience and being. Internally detachment can sometimes feel akin to a total loss of interest in something I was passionate about. And in the process of integration the mind tends towards taking a stance of opposition or rejection of what once was its delight. Underlying this move is a feeling of betrayal, a betrayal experienced due to the false promise of fulfillment that all vacuous things come with. As I observe the processes of the mind, listening to Self reason with it light-heartedly, I sense a slow, and at times halting, uncoiling and release of tension in the body as it opens to embrace a different way of being with reality.

Being with reality or life without numerous lenses of conditioning distorting it one way or another is challenging at first. It feels almost ungrounded and the mind restlessly grasps for some kind of foothold or tether to hold on to. What a strange play of desperation and ignorance it offers the observer. Eventually mind and body come to some form of rest within the unknown, the first in being observant and open, the latter in learning to hold the tensions with compassion and gently inviting relaxation. And with every moment experienced in this form the old conditioning is being released and over-written by the novel experiences available here now.

Eventually there is a realization of the unnecessary and ‘artificial’ heaviness and struggles old conditioning foisted upon the being. From a new vantage point of lightness, reposing in equanimity, and playful kinship with existence the mind is led by the heart-mind to the vastness of possibilities available now.

In this transition from what once was to what will be there is a pause. A pause for rest from the energy-intensive alchemical processes that precede and enable the shift, and a rest to gather energy, discern a new direction and path, and attune to the new frequency calling to my being.

Working at this depth/or height of consciousness necessitates a certain level of awareness and energy to be invested in this and only this. Though profoundly resilient and indomitable, this process comes with the invitation to protect it from dissonant and distorting energies, directing awareness towards what is supportive and useful, open to light-hearted and nourishing playfulness and creativity in service of well-BEing, and fiercely deflective to misaligned energies.

I am fascinated how people are being kept at a distance, friendship ties loosened to allow more spaciousness and prevent disruption, negative energies recognized and diverted so early they do not even feature as a blip in the experience. To gain glimpses of the wild wisdom at play in and around my being is awe-inspiring. 

Awe is the new fuel component to surrendering to what is and holding back from interfering with the unfolding of reality by asserting willpower. Curiosity is another, as I long to see how things unfold without undue interferences by the small self. Trust is the main motivator and effortlessly anchors surrender in my being and doing.

On reflecting on it all I realize that I have shifted from hearing my intuition speak to me from time to time to living in a more sustained communion with Self. Intuition is a powerful guide along the path and yet it also is vulnerable to conditioning and ancestral fears and superstitions, therefore it has to be taken with a grain of salt. Self is consciousness beyond time and space, it is not bound by the superstitions and limited scope of human knowledge, its light is untouched by the ages and existence, as those are born out of Self/The One. 

The language of Self is found in stillness. To invite Self into my experience means to find myself in a still and witnessing state, detached and disidentified with what is observed, seeing the light and darkness in all, deepening in awe of the eternal dance of yin and yang in the phenomenal world. And to learn to witness from an individual localized as well as a non-localized holistic perspective, switching and concurrently perceiving through both.

On the surface layer of experience I keep immersing myself into learning more about our bodies, nutrition, health, and experimenting with all I am learning to see what truth they hold about this body which has been a joy to experience life with. I enjoy select social engagements and their lessons in energy and human psyche as I observe my responses to them.

If it was up to my heart of hearts I would live in a time where I could be a priestess delving into the mysteries of consciousness, existence, and being human, while giving myself to devotional practices (think bhakti) and offer my knowing as service to those who seek or need it… and not worry about or be distracted by material needs. Living with both eyes turned inwards as the third eye perceives para- and meta-conscious dimensions. Only blinking them open to the external to relate and communicate adequately with those who live a wholly externally focused existence.

Art by Romany Soup

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I get to see how they love

and then choose if I want to participate.

~Iyanla Vanzant

I feel this is one of the most important lessons on boundaries and choices I have been learning in the past years through contrast and divine discontentment.

My long years of investment in emotional maturation enables me to be ruthlessly and radically honest as to how emotionally content and fulfilled I am in any given relationship. The practice of self love, which has become second nature, strengthens and heals wounded parts enough to let go of their ‘healing fantasies’ and hopes for change through leaning into behavioral patterns of old that have proved their ineptitude for decades. Self love also changed the way I take responsibility and care for my being, and deepened my self compassion enough that I no longer mindlessly foist avoidable pain, suffering, disappointment, etc. upon my experience and being. 

The last pieces to this learning are based in love of All That Is, which of course includes the other. No longer does my mind have to follow the conditioned pattern of pathologizing the other in order to release myself, instead with eyes of love I perceive with compassion the struggles and pattern playing out in them and have a knowing of them as ‘perfect as they are’ as I am too. With that I can accept the incompatibility with graciousness and ever more lighthearted humor. 

I have the deepest reverence for the connections that move through this challenging experience to rebirth themselves into a new form, which can not only be ‘effortlessly’ sustained but also delighted in. Love relationships that can transition into loving friendships with deep emotional intimacy and a playful knowing of each other are incredibly soul nourishing and delicious to me.

The older I get the less I am willing to abuse myself by entertaining unfulfilling relationships falling short of what makes my heart happy, nourishes my soul, my body-mind system feels safe, and keeps me mentally engaged. 

Anything that is stereotypical, superficial, unconscious, and strictly controlled by fear or trauma is no longer of value to me, unless called to it by spirit. I empathize with and remember having made such choices or lived in such states, when I hadn’t put in self work and lived more unconsciously. I no longer desire to spend time engaging in those dimensions of relating as I have explored them more than I like and find no joy in them, only sadness. I still am called from time to time to engage in those dimensions, when in a growth cycle, in order to integrate layers of unconscious distortions and misperceptions. And I will do so gladly and willingly as long as growth and change happen. Once it gets stagnant, or everything that could be learned has been learned, I will want to return to a healthier and more fluid form of relating. Should it become apparent then that the other is not willing or ready to journey there with me, I will respect their choice and gratefully move on.

Having the privilege of sharing magical connections that are deeply intimate and fulfilling is not only healing but also entices me to lean into trust and courage to keep stretching and expanding into the juiciness of the relational unknown. This is my most exciting and delicious growth edge I choose and am committed to keep exploring and playing at now.

I choose to keep a circle of friends who inspire and invite growth, who share the journey towards more embodiment of love, whose sharing expand my horizons and gives me tools for my own journey, whose essence is more and more embodied and not willfully blocked by conditioned ideas of self and woundings, friends, who no matter of their age, are becoming and unbecoming, living from the knowing of being an ‘energy being in flux’, exploring this human experience with curiosity, humor, appreciation, and playfulness.

My heart is open to love, hold, connect, relate, know, play, tinker, and grow in various kinds of relationships. 

And my heart has clear preferences as to how it wants to be met, as has yours too, so let us choose to honor their choices with love and compassion to infuse our experience and the field with infinite love. 

Let us keep exploring with glee, loving better, and playing joyfully at this thing called human, journeying together as long as we are in alignment. Should our vibrations fall out of harmony let us be grateful for the beauty we shared, bless each other, and, if need be, part in the knowing of our eternal oneness.

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Safety has for the longest time been on the forefront of my mind, though it referred to physical safety from potential harm through violence. But that attachment and focus born out of a protective hyper-vigilance ended years ago. Thankfully. 

Emotional safety was something I did not actively and consciously look for, as I had rarely experienced it consistently nor (un)consciously believed it could be a ‘normal’ to strive for. Predominantly experiencing emotionally volatile and often unsafe relating  had impressed on me the importance to get better at protecting myself, at taking hits, and fighting more effectively. Habituating me in time to facing high level of distorted and combative energies without even giving myself the opportunity of exiting or becoming skillful at averting them. Awareness of the cost of such energies to my mental and physical health and growing self compassion have motivated me to focus more on listening to my body’s feedback, and being gentle with myself and others while moving away from such dynamics. Yet having gone through countless experiences of unsafe emotional relating has had an interesting side-effect: the knowing that I can and will not only survive but also use it for my growth. 

My focus is not on emotional safety because I know from experience that disruptions are sometimes necessary to break me out of entrenched patterns and therefore gifts of healing and growth, when received appropriately. And I am aware what a privilege it is to be able to say that emotional safety is no longer the focal point of awareness to me. It also means that I have reclaimed enough internal balance, integration, and harmony to focus on more subtle and creative aspects of relating. 

These days my measure and focus for the kind of relating I desire to co-create, experience more, and which is my current growth edge, is sweetness. Sweetness, not in the sense of the saccharine artifice many mistake for it or try to present but as a quality arising within me in certain relational moments or in connections. 

Sweetness is a softness of spirit, fragrant and sweet to the heart and being, it symbolizes to me a drinking of ambrosia from my own cup. Sweetness can have incredibly healing, nourishing, grounding as well as liberating and inspiring effects on mind and body. There is a shimmering warmth and timeless quality to her. An experience of being without or few overlays of persona and conditioning, where spaciousness is equally present as is a sense of being held in (a welcome) containment. 

Sweetness is a state where oneness and being an individual co-exist in awareness. And from this awareness and fascinating embodied experience the self expression, energy, and needs of an ‘other’ are perceived with awe, embraced, and met in a spirit of loving generosity.

Being met with sweetness in another when I feel distress or dysregulated is still an incredibly magical and tangibly transformative experience to my system. Some aspects of me still need time and a slower pace to allow it in as the specters of facsimiles of sweetness and their poisonous sting are still very present to them. It is lovely to observe them allow it in with more and more trust, as they remember the delight they feel at being met by sweetness from the Self. It is one of the most precious gifts of love the Self offers aspects/parts/exiles/shadow. 

There is no judgement, hierarchy, or harshly contrasting duality in sweetness’ golden shimmering luminosity. Sweetness is a healing salve to wounds of separation (abandonment, rejection, neglect) and disablingly stuck emotions (shame, guilt, fear), a healing frequency emitting ceaselessly towards the inner tribe, an invitation to attune and thrive in the harmonious and joyful resonance it co-creates with them. 

Sweetness does not need the other to be a certain way, she might offer other perspective vantage points as a gift of her spaciousness and to support an easing of contractions and tensions held in the other. Sweetness is effortlessly giving with his warm conscious gaze and welcoming embrace to all that arises and is present. 

Sweetness embraces all things, knows them to to be the One in the many, and honors everything and its role in the unfolding of reality.

Sweetness is the gateway to novel relational co-creative explorations I am open and drawn towards in all relationships. A gateway to walking and exploring unknown lands as the trusting and playful golden children we truly are at heart. 

Safety is a given, when sweetness is present.

Photography: ‘Father and Son’  by Steve McCurry (1980)

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