In a world that is being driven mad by fear and rage and destruction, I believe what we need, what we have always needed, is people who know who they really are. People who are listening to the call of their own souls, trusting their own inner vision, nurturing that vision with joy and love, allowing it to be purified and refined, giving themselves permission to follow it.
Her presence created a container, held space, for me to find my own presence. I believe she was able to do it so well because she was deeply grounded in her own soul and spirit. She didn’t need me to give her constant cues and feedback that she was doing a good job. She could hold my discomfort, I suspect, because she was so intimately familiar with and accepting of her own.
In the beginning was One.
And One was complete
And One was whole.
And when One could no longer contain its own ripe fullness
One let go, bursting forth into waves of pure energy
That moved across the vast expanse of time and space
Like streams of living water.
You do not have to be good. You have to be whole. Find the messy, despicable, destructive parts of yourself. Tell them you love them. Tell them they have a place in your life. Ask them what they want to teach you. Ask them how they want to serve you.