Mirrors

There are certain people that help me see things within myself that I would have never discovered on my own. (Well, the process might have happened, but more slowly)  People often give us glimpses of parts of our souls, acting as catalyst in helping to find our essence.

I'm thankful for those people who help with the reveal...

Battles of The Ego

Within me there's this internal battle of wanting to feel special, wanting to feel better than the next person.  It involves wearing a label of being this or being that for the sake of outdoing those around me.  The proper way is just To Be, to do what I feel is right for myself without impeding upon other people's boundaries.

The ability to love oneself "just because", without having to build oneself up seems to be a factor in alleviating part of the inner battle.  To know that we're enough regardless, seems to be a worthy  goal... A life of nothing to prove to oneself or to others...  A faith in the process, the unfolding, and in one's own innate essence and gifts...  These feel like keys.

Volcano

At long last, he arrived at the precipice of the spewing volcano.  The heat upon his face, a furnace breathing dragon.  A long journey, now facing a great fear.  Voices within telling him to let go, to give in, to leap.  Trembling, unable to breath in the suffocating heat, he finally gathered his nerve.  He calmed himself, his breaths growing slow and steady.  His mind clear, he leapt headfirst relaxed, plunging like a shuttle descending into the atmosphere.  A leap with the hope of home...

My Strange Relationship with My Will

Being hardcore and going all out used to work for me.  With fires burning my Will was never an issue. But now that hardcore way only creates massive resistance within.

It seems it's more helpful to relax, then my will is more likely to follow.  The idea of relaxing for the sake of increased volition seems quite counterintuitive.  But it seems like the relaxed way of being is the current path I must take...  Instead of fighting and wrestling the inner stallion, the stallion decides if it wants to follow...

The Ugly Nature of My Love

I feel like I have a very withholding style of love...  Afraid to give too much of myself...  I wonder if over time the fear subsides...

Love/Hate

Part of me loves the world
For being so kind
Part of me hates the world
For being so blind

Part of my loves myself
For being so kind
Part of me hates myself
For being so blind

I have to realize it's okay to have both of these in me.  A dynamic system shifts towards various equilibriums because it is indeed alive.  Light and Dark must coexist for the sake of creating discernment.