A Word from the Wise

Life allows you to see a piece of yourself in all things, or at least it offers you the opportunity. Whether you do or not is up to you.

It is not “nice” for me to extend a kind gesture to another if I do so from a genuine place, it is merely me recognizing the potentials of myself either good or bad in another. In the same vein, it is not kind to do something nice to appear good.

If you cannot recognize yourself in an egomaniac, or a self-sabotaging soul, the beauty of life is escaping you.

We are living amongst iterations and fragments of time and reality. All it takes is one misdirected choice, one spiritual attack, or one wrong thought to shift in time. You can make your way back or to a new timeline, but it takes the focus and dedication of a monk. These are not games to be played, so you are well-advised to find a healthy balance each day between bowing in humility and standing in sovereignty.

As a sovereign being, you must know that your identity which you adopted is quite different from who you are and is merely a weak vessel on the seas of high wind. It is rocking you from place to place and will move you with each wave. You are one with the ocean that moves you and the air and planets that move it.

If you cannot extend pure grace to another, then I fear you cannot extend it to yourself.

The reaction is a response that requires no thought, meditation, or self-control. It is a temporary salve for an open wound, that ends up stinging it after time.

Nothing is ours to keep, but we are to be good stewards.

We are to make wise decisions that honor the energy that was put into earning or creating something, and not just ours but the other backs it was built upon.

See we do nothing alone, so therefore we cannot claim that we are self-made, if we live in the lowest Plutonian state of our ego-self we will convince ourselves we are heroes when we really are not saving a thing, not even ourselves.

We will use props to support the idea that somehow we know a sacred secret that others don’t and are more special, yet we do not use one dollar to spread our secrets because we are afraid that they will be stolen.  The reality is they are not secrets at all, they are universal truths: any of us can create whatever reality we want.

If you are afraid for someone else to create a wonderful reality too, then you happened on your reality by windfall or thievery. In which case, you know these two basic principles: if it is too good to be true, it is, and what goes around comes around.

The Power of Solitude

When you are in solitude you are in your natural state. There is nothing there to activate your inner wounds; Nobody’s actions, or their words, no one acting as the mirror for what you don’t wish to look at. Unless of course, your primary emotion when alone is loneliness, then spending time in silence may evoke sadness and thoughts of your self-perceived unworthiness. It is then that you might ask why you don’t like spending time with the person that will be with you until the end of your days. Have you created a story around why you are alone, or what it means to be alone, something lacking, with negative connotations?

If spending time with yourself is painful, then spending time with others has the potential to only create more pain dear one. Why? Because they are either a distraction so that you can avoid yourself, they are a vibrational match to your disliking of self or are using you in kind as just a fix for their own loneliness.

Beware of sacrificing discernment for your desire for companionship at the expense of authentic connection. You may just accept less desirable interactions, instances of disrespect both by the other, and violations taken against yourself. Even if it is just the offense of silencing your needs, stifling your power, or foregoing your desires. You may think of that loneliness and vow to never go back there by any means, convincing yourself that the pain inflicted by another is better than the sadness of your solitude.

Lovely, maybe you have chosen too many distractions time and time again, so you don’t have to face the loudness of your thoughts, the sting of your memories, the confusion of where to begin. It takes resolve to say no. To admonish what other people have said, what your charlatan of a mind tells you, and to start to tap your feet dear one to the faint pulse just above your solar plexus that gently reminds you that you are made with greatness and you have been chosen, that you are called to live your wildest dreams. I assure you if you weren’t, you would never have been stifled, oppressed, or misled.

It is unfortunate but beautiful at the same time that life’s strategy is to see what we are made of, if we choose the door of safety and smallness or if we choose to challenge the rules to look life in the face and prove that life is just a tool for our soul and we are not its’ prisoner. We always have the key and we are never alone. We exist in the passing wind, the rustling of the leaves, and in the laugh of a child. Indeed we are in a strange place, but we are only passing through here, enjoy the scenery and don’t go home from the trip having just talked about all of the places you wanted to go.

Stay blessed dear one.