There’s a space inside us all, quiet and still, where everything we’ve ever sought resides. It’s easy to overlook, buried beneath layers of noise and distraction, but it’s always there — waiting, patient, like the pulse of the earth beneath our feet. We wander far, we search wide, but sometimes the greatest journey is the one inward, where we discover that everything we need has always been within reach.
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There is much suffering here, and as sensitives and creatives, it often hits us much harder.
You don’t have to go looking for it. You don’t have to “heal the world,” because all of that is merely a projection of what is being processed through us.
The younger we are, the higher the energetic state with which we enter this spacetime. The older we get, the more general and generational the imprints and residual heaviness become.
The trouble is, life is still happening all around us, even during this massive upheaval and recalibration that inevitably throws us across the emotional spectrum.
While it might be ideal to head for the mountain retreats, the beaches, the shrines, or any of the destinations that promise peace — to have permanent access to spas and therapeutic goodness, both practical and esoteric — the reality is that this isn’t available to most of us, and certainly not all the time. For most, it’s probably never — or at a cost far beyond their means.
So what do we do?
We try to smoke it, dose it, or inject it away. It doesn’t work.
We naturally try to escape through entertainment, running around the world, busyness, and overwork — or by creating situations and circumstances that utterly consume our mental, physical, and spiritual space. It doesn’t work.
We try to suppress by starving ourselves — physically, emotionally, spiritually — so there’s always a sense of want, need, lack, and emptiness, as if penance is required. It doesn’t work.
We try to oppress through brutal control of our social environment, the people closest to us, our emotions, and even our expectations. We withhold love, deny intimacy, and grow callous. It doesn’t work.
You probably get the picture. Much of our modern society is warped by these prevalent forms of perceptual distortion and energetic imbalance, and we are deep into the process of fleshing it out.
It’s all coming to the surface, and it all needs to be processed — with gentle patience, continuous presence, and conscious pattern recognition.
We are born healers and possess inherent gifts beyond the rigmarole of everyday life. Our essence comes from a pure space that always has more, always has enough, and always says, “Yes, I know. Let’s do it together.”
Be easier on yourself. Unconditional love is all around. Help comes as openly as you are open to it.
Solvitur ambulando