The past year+ has been bloody difficult and challenging for me. One of the hardest years of my life, and that’s saying a lot.
I’m on the train, heading for a break with a special friend in Sydney, trying to get out of my stressed head, trying to understand that for the next 1-2 weeks, I can relax. Let go of remembered trauma and anguished anxiety. Feel my body soften and soothe. Not have to do or achieve anything. Simply learn to be.
Inexplicably, while the train was at Maitland and I wasn’t particularly clear-headed or calm, I had a moment of pure clarity, of understanding my life’s adventure to date, of feeling strong and true emotions.
Similar to a particular past life memory I’ve had, where, as I was hung, I remembered feeling a pure wave of compassion and gratitude for the soul whose role in that life was to betray me, leading to my incarceration, torture and execution as a witch; today’s moment felt similar: a wash of pure compassion and gratitude for the many people in this lifetime who have helped me grow.
The wash of feeling started in my tight chest, opening it up until the feelings spilled into the rest of my body, spreading out from and around me in rainbow energy.
There was no ego. In that moment, I felt detached from pain, hurt, stress and trauma. From blame and anger. From my overactive mind. From my raging, harmful inner stories.
What a marvellous blessing!
Within minutes, my ego made itself felt again, but, oh, for that delicious, divine moment of egoless love for all my co-creators in my life’s adventures.
💗 Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. 💗