Hello beautiful souls,
Walking the path of self-realization is not for the faint of heart. Drawing on a courage I didn’t know I had, I have whole-heartedly committed the past five years to my inner journey. I passed through two dark nights of the soul, one virtually on the heels of the other during my spiritual process. Deep feelings of loneliness, isolation, disconnect and sadness met me daily as I embarked on my soul journey of going from bodily identification to union with my soul.
I feel I am venturing through another dark night of the soul, or perhaps more aptly named, dark night of the lower mind. But this time the experience is very different. I feel an incredible presence of love as I move through this process. Immersed in the flow of my soul, I feel a tremendous sense of connection and peace as I venture into the abyss, the void. There is deep inner knowing of this process supporting me.
I release. I trust.
This death process has strong girders. Peace, authenticity and trust are my companions as I venture into what feels like a shamanic death into fallowness, where I release and let go into completion. Many shadow parts of myself are arising and I am meeting them head on as I feel my way through them.
This process is found through trust. The degree to which I can trust the darker process of decent, is the degree to which I can move with grace through it knowing that I am OK. To fear death is to not live. Only by releasing and letting go can I allow new life in and be more fully in the moment. Death and her workings deepen me, allowing me to explore the parameters of my soul and unearth the parts of myself not yet healed, to find the seeds of wisdom and realization that are planted within the wounds of death.
I feel called to move into fallowness, where I deepen into the ability to become dormant, still and empty. To enter my sanctuary of inner silence, where I discover the truth that is only found there.
We are all Wayfinders on the path to being reunited with our true state of beingness. I now sit in awe and wonder of the journey rather than in fear of it. To enter the unknown is to gestate the void within us.
Liberation rests in places unknown to us.
I release, I surrender, I let go.
P.S. And Open, I can now let my words flow through me. I am writing.