01/11/2024
THE PAIN OF SOUL
When we really start to touch soul, to drop into our soul it can be a deeply painful process - it can feel like we open up a pool of infinite grief that may overwhelm us or never stop. That the grief is unending & can become all consuming. It fkn hurts.
This is scary. And intense. And often those around us have no clue how to support us in these depths of feeling. And our mind & personality will try to make meaning of the feelings and create stories to justify it.
But in reality we are touching the truth of what it is to be a soul. In a world that for the most part does not honour or even acknowledge that. To have been raised & conditioned in families, cultures & societies that don’t really, truly acknowledge that we are a soul of a spiritual journey and their role is to help us be more of our soul, to live it, embody it, in all affects including our erotic expression.
We are touching the truth that we eventually have taken over the role & become the tyrant to our soul - that our own mind & conditioning is the only thing now actually limiting our souls expression. We are the cage. We keep it firmly in place. We hold the noose that slowly suffocates the soul but minimising the space it gets to live.
In a true soul journey we slowly pull apart Piece by piece all the ways our conditioning or ego stops us from loving, from being who we truly are- the soul, the true self. It’s hard & painful work because the conditioning can feel like that’s who we are. That’s the identity constructed. And as we pull it apart it can feel like we are pulling ourselves apart. And in a way it’s true, but the self being pulled apart is the false self. So the soul can take form.
And over time if we keep doing the work, stay on the hero’s journey of seeking to be the soul that we are then the threads unravel more quickly and daily and hourly new lives of story, identity and patterning starts to unravel.
And all the pain of the previous suppression awakens. All the feeling of not being loved, met, seen or nurtured and nourished as the soul we are arise.
There can seem infinite grief. With the cause shifting moment to moment. Yet the hole seeming bottomless.
It hurts deeply & profoundly to see how our soul was neglected, or shamed, shunned or caged. By culture, society, family etc initially but actually in the end by us. To be this divinity born into flesh and not to have that honoured. To be pushed and squeezed & submitted to fit into nice pretty boxes that the soul can not breathe in.
So we need teachers, coaches, allies in this journey who can keep holding a point for our soul and our spark as everything around crumbles. As the grief threatens to take us all the way down. As we lose & let go of false allies and start to see with more clarity the way this world is. We need to be reminded to feel, to let it all the way in. To pray. To be touched by the innocence & grace that is still there. To remain open & connected and trust the path that we are on. To trust the original call to return home - to soul - to our truth - to our essence.
Thank you to the one who holds this point for me. And thank you to those who ask me to hold this point for them. 🙏🏻