The price we pay is overload. I should speak for myself and say that I at times get overwhelmed with the amount of information out there about crypto, dropshipping, print-on-demand, lifestyle mentorship and everything else under the sun that could potentially support me. I have a personality that tended to thrive on achievement, and being stuck in analysis paralysis is a situation that would put me in a state of anxiousness. What is right for me? How can I work and still be free? What do I truly want to do?
I feel like Love is one of those huge, god-tier abstract concepts through which anyone can find a long-starved part of themselves that needs nurturing and attention. By that I mean that many of us, myself included, have always looked for Love in all the places where it may not be waiting for us.
I think that’s one of the greatest crimes we can commit to our hearts: taking on the passions of others in excess. Like we’ve talked about before, it’s not unusual to find oneself looking at everything around us for a sense of validation. This is especially the case for our relationships of all types, and even more so with those closest to us.
The deep has much to teach us, always. Our shadow is the silent, hidden, unconditionally loving realm full of deep-sea caverns, where our neglected selves remain true and ever-present. Navigating the shadow means letting yourself feel, in spite of light and the doubt of rationality. The mind can only carry you so far, for intuition requires the heart.
When we wake up or go to sleep, we are entering into entirely new realities from those that we last recalled. Today is bound in a beauty that doesn’t belong to the idea of the previous. Each day is has the same opportunity as the last, but only you can realize that. When we wokeContinue reading “Living Differently”
We each uniquely hold a key that allows access to our spirit, and when we connect with spirit, we are tapping into a realm of existence where there is no time, there is no doubt, only everything you could ever hope for. It’s not a place you go to on Earth (although some locations can amplify your experience), and it is not the person that you love so much that it hurts.
I’ve learned that I just retreated into my own head. Too fearful to give real people and real life a chance. It was always an image, a facade that I clung to. It was easier that way. An image can’t truly hurt you.
If you think you know the answer, turn around, think again. Depending upon your school of thought, all things that exist — you, me, the whole earth, every star you’ve ever seen, every song you will ever hear — each carry a portent of the Prime Consciousness within it. If it is, so it isContinue reading “What are we made of?”
They lied when they told me that I would die one day. I have died 1,948,349,234 times and each time I have been deceived at the start, that this one would be my last. After a certain amount of time, you quit counting. I guess I have yet to do that. When I think backContinue reading “They lied”