In life, it can be hard to see the perfection of painful events, or to feel the love, but I share this story because it reminds me that the soul's view of perfection is entirely different from our human idea of perfection.
Several years ago I had a miscarriage. It is painful emotionally and very painful physically. What had I done wrong? What could I have done differently? There were many questions alongside the grief and a feeling I can best describe as shame mingled with inadequacy. Several days later, and still in an enormous amount of physical pain, I had a Reiki treatment.
No sooner had the treatment begun than I felt as if I was floating towards the ceiling. I saw a ball of light approach me and I instantly recognised this light, this being: It was my child, and it was a girl. This is the message she gave me:
"Thank you. You were a wonderful mother. It's not your fault, that was all the time I needed."
I still remember the love that flowed from her, the joy and vitality. And the relief I felt; I had thought I had done something wrong, that it was my fault and she had paid the price. The truth was something more complex, inexplicable and utterly loving.
I have since read that some souls do not require 70 or 80 years on earth. They experience all they need to in 40 or 50 years, sometimes in just two or three brief years. And some just need to touch the earth for the briefest period.
All this is governed by the soul's divine knowing, not human desires, needs or fears. What have I learnt? To trust that what is unfolding in my life, no matter how challenging, is for the highest good. I can fight it, or I can work towards finding acceptance, peace and harmony with Life. Even the tough stuff.
Friday 14 June 2013
Wednesday 12 June 2013
Born of love
We are all born of Love. It is true whether we feel we were wanted or unwanted, whether life was easy or hard, whether our childhood was traumatic or idyllic. We were born of Love.
A child born of a rape may be argued to have been born out of love. But that is an argument of the human, not the soul. From the soul's perspective, that choice to incarnate in very difficult circumstances is a choice of love. It creates rich learning experiences for the souls involved in that Play of Life.
We have all, peppered through our lives, placed challenges, u-turns and upsets that we can't imagine planning, much less being excited about, but the most challenging events in our lives are the seeds to our souls' growth and development. They are portals for each of us to greater love, compassion, forgiveness and self expression.
There is not one random act on this planet. There is not one love-less action. Each and every event, no matter how challenging, has been planned with love and care to offer us the perfect opportunity to grow and expand into our greatest self: a human being ennobled by love, not embittered by fear.
We are not victims. Nor are we forgotten by God. We are artists of our own lives, inviting ourselves to remember the love and perfection inherent in every moment, in every action and in every outcome: the perfection of the love that is Us, our divine essence.
A child born of a rape may be argued to have been born out of love. But that is an argument of the human, not the soul. From the soul's perspective, that choice to incarnate in very difficult circumstances is a choice of love. It creates rich learning experiences for the souls involved in that Play of Life.
We have all, peppered through our lives, placed challenges, u-turns and upsets that we can't imagine planning, much less being excited about, but the most challenging events in our lives are the seeds to our souls' growth and development. They are portals for each of us to greater love, compassion, forgiveness and self expression.
There is not one random act on this planet. There is not one love-less action. Each and every event, no matter how challenging, has been planned with love and care to offer us the perfect opportunity to grow and expand into our greatest self: a human being ennobled by love, not embittered by fear.
We are not victims. Nor are we forgotten by God. We are artists of our own lives, inviting ourselves to remember the love and perfection inherent in every moment, in every action and in every outcome: the perfection of the love that is Us, our divine essence.
Sunday 9 June 2013
Touching the soul
Have you ever felt completely happy? Happy enough to burst, yet all you are doing is the washing up? Or driving to work?
These are moments of Ascension. Moments when our soul infuses our humanity, when we experience our divine nature directly, not through the nurture of a mother, nor the intoxication of first love. This is our intimate connection to Our Divine Self.
Recently, I've been experiencing some exquisite moments of expansion. Moments that were hours long, characterised by joy and love. The kind of love we all yearn for unconsciously, the complete love of the soul, the higher self, our Inner Angel. This is our divinity, lived.
As I've mentioned before, all inhabitants of this planet are now on a journey of ascension. This is the greatest evolution of our species since we came out of the water - and that was quite a while ago, so we're due! Even standing upright pales into insignificance in contrast with this evolution in humanity.
So what does it mean... Imagine a winding, dirt track, thronged with horses, carts and pedestrians. It's a tough route. That was our old connection to our soul: slow, constricted and gnarled.
Now imagine a wide, smooth high speed motorway. And you're the only car traveling that road. This is our new connection, our latest spiritual upgrade, so to speak. It is because the pathway is now so open and so clear that we are able to have increasingly intense and sustained experiences of our divine self. And one day, we will all live that joy, day in and day out.
But before that moment, there is a caveat. It's a new road. Sometimes, without realising it, we revert to the old dirt track simply because it's familiar. This is also part of the journey: noticing when we have slipped back into duality, into conflict, lack and neediness, and then consciously clearing those little pockets of darkness whether through yoga, meditation, prayer or any other alternative that works to shift us back to love.
Our soul has always been close, but these are exciting times because now we can touch it; we can live through our Soul rather than through our ego: we can live through love rather than living through fear.
These are moments of Ascension. Moments when our soul infuses our humanity, when we experience our divine nature directly, not through the nurture of a mother, nor the intoxication of first love. This is our intimate connection to Our Divine Self.
Recently, I've been experiencing some exquisite moments of expansion. Moments that were hours long, characterised by joy and love. The kind of love we all yearn for unconsciously, the complete love of the soul, the higher self, our Inner Angel. This is our divinity, lived.
As I've mentioned before, all inhabitants of this planet are now on a journey of ascension. This is the greatest evolution of our species since we came out of the water - and that was quite a while ago, so we're due! Even standing upright pales into insignificance in contrast with this evolution in humanity.
So what does it mean... Imagine a winding, dirt track, thronged with horses, carts and pedestrians. It's a tough route. That was our old connection to our soul: slow, constricted and gnarled.
Now imagine a wide, smooth high speed motorway. And you're the only car traveling that road. This is our new connection, our latest spiritual upgrade, so to speak. It is because the pathway is now so open and so clear that we are able to have increasingly intense and sustained experiences of our divine self. And one day, we will all live that joy, day in and day out.
But before that moment, there is a caveat. It's a new road. Sometimes, without realising it, we revert to the old dirt track simply because it's familiar. This is also part of the journey: noticing when we have slipped back into duality, into conflict, lack and neediness, and then consciously clearing those little pockets of darkness whether through yoga, meditation, prayer or any other alternative that works to shift us back to love.
Our soul has always been close, but these are exciting times because now we can touch it; we can live through our Soul rather than through our ego: we can live through love rather than living through fear.
Friday 7 June 2013
The illusion of perfection
The illusion of perfection is not that perfection does not exist. The illusion of perfection is that we fail to see the perfection that surrounds us.
We move at such pace that life rushes past our ears. And in our haste, we miss the perfection of every droplet of life. A slower life would bring to the foreground the miracles that abound every day, the miracles we fail to see.
Every day shows us perfection. Indeed, the sunrise and sunset are so unutterably perfect that we take them for granted, never considering a world without the sun. Yet it is perfection.
We take food for granted too. Even the water we drink. Yet all this is perfection, even if we choose to dismiss, disregard or even devalue these gems of perfection, debasing them as some form of 'given'.
There is perfection on an infinite number of levels, from the obvious - the flowers, the birdsong, the child's laughter - to the subtle, a friend's shoulder to cry on, a kind neighbour, a helpful colleague. Subtle perfection abounds.
There is also Invisible Perfection. That is the perfection of each and every moment of our lives. Every second, every breath, is crafted to bring us to a higher awareness of who we fundamentally are, of our journey to the highest expression of human evolution, the merging of our humanity with our soul energy.
We are showered in perfection. We are showered in miracles. Speed isn't always good, faster isn't always better. Sometimes it's just faster, but hollow, lacking the richness, nourishment and soul-infused joy of the gifts that truly matter, the perfection that abounds, if we would but see it.
We move at such pace that life rushes past our ears. And in our haste, we miss the perfection of every droplet of life. A slower life would bring to the foreground the miracles that abound every day, the miracles we fail to see.
Every day shows us perfection. Indeed, the sunrise and sunset are so unutterably perfect that we take them for granted, never considering a world without the sun. Yet it is perfection.
We take food for granted too. Even the water we drink. Yet all this is perfection, even if we choose to dismiss, disregard or even devalue these gems of perfection, debasing them as some form of 'given'.
There is perfection on an infinite number of levels, from the obvious - the flowers, the birdsong, the child's laughter - to the subtle, a friend's shoulder to cry on, a kind neighbour, a helpful colleague. Subtle perfection abounds.
There is also Invisible Perfection. That is the perfection of each and every moment of our lives. Every second, every breath, is crafted to bring us to a higher awareness of who we fundamentally are, of our journey to the highest expression of human evolution, the merging of our humanity with our soul energy.
We are showered in perfection. We are showered in miracles. Speed isn't always good, faster isn't always better. Sometimes it's just faster, but hollow, lacking the richness, nourishment and soul-infused joy of the gifts that truly matter, the perfection that abounds, if we would but see it.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)