Have you had enough yet?
Stop telling yourself stories that keep you hidden and small.
Sometimes it feels like we live in a topsy-turvy world. I am coming to believe that this actually is the case. Our feelings of unworthiness hold us back from being completely ourselves - but who put those feelings there in the first place? (the world did!)
Our need to understand why something happened to us (or is happening to us) keeps us caught in our patterns, but what is the true benefit of knowing why, when instead we need to be asking ‘Have I learned everything I can from this situation yet? Can I move on now?’
I told my students on the shamanic journey class not to take things personally. Whatever they see in their journey is their own interpretation of energy. Energy is energy, and it’s only when you interpret it, that it then becomes personal.
Let’s say a particular energy of a certain frequency and vibration is encountered by all members of my class, what are the chances of them seeing it as exactly the same shape/object? Or, if they did interpret it as, say, a dog, what’s the chances that it’s the same breed? I’ll push this out a little further - what are the chances of everyone in the class feeling exactly the same way about dogs in general?
See? Once you start putting a shape on something, telling yourself a story about it (it’s a dog, isn’t it cute? I love dogs, I used to have one just like that one…) then it becomes personal. But the awakening we are currently going through isn’t personal. It is not about you. It’s about all of us. So we all have to go through it, we all must experience the energies of it. How we interpret these energies, how we approach them, is up to us.
This topsy-turvy world, and our needing to know why all the time has kept us enslaved. Kept us small. Kept us from living our lives at our true potential. You may not feel that way, or may not even have thought about it like this, but this awakening process has lead many of us to feel this way. Once you see the lies falling apart, you wonder what is actually true. Don’t get stuck in it. Don’t make it personal.
I’ll tell you a secret - it doesn’t matter what the story is that you tell yourself. Because you’re the one that is doing that. You could easily change the story. Honestly? I believe that the only thing that is true, is love. There is love here for you, if you feel safe enough to let it in, if you let go of your sense of unworthiness and give yourself permission to receive it. Can you? Or do you need to stay trapped in the story, in the personal, in the topsy-turvy? Have you had enough yet?
Know this - I love you in your weirdness. In fact, its your weirdness that makes you unique. Don’t hide it from me, but more importantly, don’t hide it from yourself. Be you, in your totality, and the rest of it will follow. As long as you don’t take it personally, you can laugh about it, cry about it, and then you can rise above it and join the world builders as we step into the higher frequencies and create something beautiful, inclusive, full of grace and love. Just like you are, when you don’t hide your weird.
PS - In my Shamanic Journey Intensive Online Class we took a journey to find our inner beauty, it was difficult for many of my students, but once they let go, wow, it was amazing. You can join the class as a replay if you want to, the details are here: www.abbysonlineacademy.com
I love this poem as an illustration of this!
AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE CHAPTERS I
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in.
I am lost ... I am hopeless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
II
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I'm in the same place. But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
III
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it’s a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
IV
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.
V
I walk down another street.
Portia Nelson
Not for the sake of weirdness, but for the sake of individuality. So we don't all end up on the same side of the boat. Also, a respect for time itself, which keeps all things from happening at once.