Where Everything Makes Sense
There are moments when everything makes sense. There are no regrets. There are no more resentments. There isn’t a single step that was a misstep.
It was all part of a plan I had no diagram for. It was all so much bigger than me trying to understand. It was as futile as a blind man trying to decipher a code written on a sheet of paper being waved in front of his face.
How many times have I tried to figure things out and, finally surrendering, have the answer delivered to my door via messenger, in the form of a teacher or a line in a book or in the words of a poem or on the body of a woman who’s love and generosity blew right through my resistance, cracking me open in the process, altering each and every cell of what was me, in the process making me something entirely new, so that I could contain more, feel more, speak more, be more, transmit more and, ultimately, love more?
It was a long road filled with hard lessons that I failed to learn, knocking me on the head repeatedly, until I listened to my soul’s calling, to do what it scared me to do, or to suffer the consequences of turning away from the only voice that ever had, ever has, or ever will matter.
It’s when I listen that everything makes sense and when I don’t, there is chaos. The chaos of a million distractions that pull me off course whenever I choose comfort over expansion. When I listen to that voice it takes me places I cannot describe to anyone. Even those who know can only nod their heads. We know but we can’t speak. There are no words.
But if you’re curious, there’s a way there - to that place that can’t be described - where everything makes sense and nothing can be explained. It’s in all of us. The task is to make it visible around us. To break through the illusion that we are separate, to recognize our souls are calling for us to get together and reconnect so that we may finally live in truth.
To get there you will simply have to give up everything that isn’t serving you. Bit by bit. Piece by piece. One by one. The thoughts, the habits, the assumptions. Until you have turned yourself into something new; something that can sustain all of the things you want.
And on the way you may discover you want something else and that something else will better sustain you. And that may be your true path or it may be a detour. Or it could possibly be both.
And you will have support each step of the way by others who are committed to the highest expression of yourself, just as you will be supporting them.
If you’ve ever felt alone and known you weren’t…
The next Witness Circle will be starting soon.
Six weeks that will alter the way you see yourself in the world.