The past few weeks have been humbling. I have been forced to retreat from doing. Giving me the space to appreciate that my frustrations are largely shaped by the expectations I have set for myself. The desire to do, the desire to become, the need to grow, heal and let go. All of these are my ego distracting me from my true being. Being that I have tasted before and yet have forgotten all about.
Travelling down your soul journey is complex, as you go deeper into the layers of your existence you find yourself tangled in webs that can make you think you’re fulfilled but really you’re stuck. This is what spiritual egoism is and none of us are immune to it.
Thanks to the burn out I can remember who I am vs who my ego is shaping me to be. My body is revolting against its commander, the ego. She is ready for a revolution, where there is greater parity between mind, body and soul. She is no longer interested in whipping into line, to do do do. She wants to rest. She wante to feel. She wants to release the heavy energy that is polluting her and clear out space for the light to enter.
This is the gift of burn out, every flame dies eventually. But one flame must give its life to another, a new flame that is not burning toxic chemicals into your being but instead creating warmth and direction for peace and contentment. This is how and where the body becomes the saviour and the mind learns that she has no choice but to operate as a democracy and not a dictator.
This part of the soul journey and evolution is taking my time to find the purposeful way of being, through no effort other than being.
Love Always,
M