Change or Spiritual Awakening?

Change is one of life’s constants; there is no being on this planet that hasn’t experienced it in one way or another, every day of their lives. Not all changes are created equal. Some feel easy, like a gentle curve in a country road, leading in a new direction. They flow into and out of your life with little commotion, leaving you feeling fresh and invigorated. Others blow through your life like a tempest, tearing you out of the comfortably familiar sameness and razing the foundations on which you’ve built your life to this point. They’re destructive, cathartic, and life-changing. These are the changes where you know you’ve reached the point of no return. You walk away feeling raw; transformed by the process of being Continue reading Change or Spiritual Awakening?

The Walking Wounded

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You don’t have to look too far to see the walking wounded; no farther than the mirror, really. I’m wounded, you’re wounded, we’re all wounded. That’s kind of the point of our existence. We incarnate here to grow as souls, in whatever way we’ve decided suits our highest needs. Our individual growth contributes to the collective growth, expanding the vibration of the planet, clearing away some of the old paradigm distortions that have held us in this dimension for millennia. Right now we have an opportunity to expand the consciousness of all of creation in a way that blasts us beyond any perceived limitations we may have accepted as the truth of our ‘reality.’ As each of us shifts the energetic blueprint of our individual Continue reading The Walking Wounded

Catharsis and the Art of Falling Apart

Catharsis, breakdown, breakthrough, dark night of the soul, rock bottom, turning point, tipping point, crisis point, psycho-spiritual crisis; no matter what you call it, it’s the same thing. It’s that point at which something in you decides the way you’ve been going is no longer going to work. It can feel traumatic or easy, depending how attached you are to the way things are at present. I’m writing about this process at the moment, and have had several years to ruminate over the different forms it can take. It all started with my own catharsis, which led me to examine my old ways of doing things in some serious detail. I examined, and examined, and released and released and released… What the process gave me was Continue reading Catharsis and the Art of Falling Apart