The infernal barriers are energetic, etheric, intangible and pre-conceptual, yet our mind desperately tries to quantify, categorize, ground and encapsulate them anyway.
That is its function, after all, to decode, recode and interpret, not necessarily to clarify, illuminate and ease suffering.
We feel and stumble by the push, and the resistance, often wondering why our head and our heart hurt, forgetting they’ve just burst through a few emotional walls — and perpetually handle the onslaught and mixed densities of living in this place.
Pain is inevitable any time we aim to dam the flow. That’s not to say that it’s better to just let it all slide by, to be numb or resolved or passive, defeated, but to remember that beyond the constructs and messiness is the effortless firmament; the Great Big Easy that ensures our existence beyond the clutter and calamity.
There is nothing to fear.
We can too often feel pushed, shoved right back against a wall and cornered, threatened or hopeless. But, it’s not a wall!
It’s the gentle hand; it’s the great self, the conscious storyteller, the knowing, the quantum activist, the lover and the universe.
Feel terrified, but experience exhilaration. Feel frustration, but experience an emboldening. Feel judgment, but experience camaraderie. Feel alienation, but experience brotherhood/sisterhood and deeper respect.
Feel beyond the surface of things.
We are dancing the alchemical dance. Observe how the extreme and the insane are less and less effective at ruffling our collective feathers.
Embrace the winds and uplift.