I’m part of a community of forward-moving people, all of whom are committed to thrive in this world through feeling our emotions, moving our bodies and living transparent lives. What an amazing experiment it is!
I posted the below entry on a private forum we share to keep us connected on a 24/7 basis. It is here that we offer one another support, love, feedback and encouragement. As I submitted it, I heard from my Guides that they wanted me to post it here too. So, following their guidance, here it is…
I have an image that will not leave my mind…
I see a huge glass container. Sometimes I am inside it. Sometimes I’m looking in. Sometimes I’m close. Sometimes I’m distant. The glass container is intricate, beautiful and full of delicious things. Love. Joy. Celebration. Brightness. At first, all I see is the glorious nature of the glowing brilliance from within. I can only focus on the almost-blinding light. Then I begin to notice… black spots. Big. Black. Spots. When I am outside the container, I cannot see into the container where the black spots are. However I can see a golden gossamer stream slowly seeping outward from them and I feel a sadness so, so deep when I watch it that I ache with it. When I am within the container, those black spots are some sort of entity that stretches inward, squeezing the space and filling up the core with an energy that oozes and seethes and I feel scared and angry.
I’m wondering into this image. Is it me? Am I the container? Is it our community? Where am I withholding? Where am I creating black spots for energy leaks and opening up my core to dangerous toxins? Where is that happening in the community?
As I loop into individuals in our community and the community as a whole, I feel so scared. I feel angry. I feel sad. Sad. Sad. Sad. And then I feel terror. My Mother Bear energy comes on so big to protect “us” from something that seems to be coming from within, but I dont’ even know what it is. I don’t know where it is. I don’t know how to stop it. I don’t know how to heal it. I don’t know how to love it. I feel uncertain AND so full of love at the same time that I feel disoriented most of the time. So what I’m finding is that I am going further and further into me, to fill me up, to patch my black spots, to close my leaks and to clean up my container so that I am solidly transparent and powerfully strong. I’m doing that for me and wondering if I can – or how I can – lovingly inspire each of you to do the same so our unique container is solidly transparent, as well.
I KNOW who I am and why I am here. I feel grateful about that.
I felt so strongly to post this, having no idea where I was going with it, but simply knowing I had to share.
I love you. All of you.
