Having just returned from an amazing, enlightening, moving, breakthrough, transformational weekend of connecting with beautiful souls and getting in touch with my own…
Where I was on the highest high, feeling like I was one with the universe…
And conversely seriously low as I confronted some of my most well developed inner demons and WON!! …
I sit here feeling….
Feeling what? Probably running the gamut, actually. But it feels like I was on the mountain top socializing and communing with angels all weekend. Learning about them, connecting with them on a very deep, spiritual level, laughing and shedding tears with them. Connecting to the universe and feeling like we were all one.
We were all learning about ourselves at the same time and our own path. Learning how to find our path, to navigate it. As I found my path, which I certainly did… well, to be more accurate, I reconnected with my path. And as I did and as I learned more, the path became clearer and clearer, more clear than its ever been in my entire life. I could actually see it happening and feel it happening.
And I have never, never felt more alive!!!
I decided I was ready to start going down my path. And I did. And as I look around, I can see all the angels going down their paths. We’re all supportive of one another, cheering each other on, picking each other up when we fall or stumble. Its all so beautiful… I don’t want to shut my eyes and at the same time I want to shut my eyes to just be with the feeling.
Then… it happens… as I’m going down my path, I see it. The cliff. I almost didn’t though, I almost walked off it because I was so caught up in the beauty of it all. So, I stopped.. and I looked around questioning whether I had gone the right way or not. I even went back along the path a little ways… just to see if I’d taken a wrong turn… Nope, this was definitely the way. But… Its a cliff. Like… there’s nothing there… or if there is something there, I can’t see it through the misty fog below… way below.
As I look around I see them.. the gremlins. They are the stuff from nightmares.. or horror movies.. ghostly, wispy, creepy-ass gremlins that are coming up my legs, sneaking up behind me, whispering in my ear, telling me I went the wrong way, that its not safe here, that I need to go back where I came from. And for a moment, I believe them… I hang my head and start back down the path. Until one of the angels sees me and guides me back onto my path.
And I’m in front of the cliff again… with all my angel friends behind me… I just take a giant leap off the cliff with my eyes squeezed tightly shut… and wait to see what happens.
I feel myself weightless. Wondering whats happened, I open my eyes and I see my angel friends have caught me and they are carrying me… because my wings aren’t ready to fly by themselves yet.
So, what’s beyond the mist? I don’t know… but its fucking beautiful up here and I am just enjoying the journey and can’t wait to see what is on the other side.
Today, Being My True Self means leaping even when I’m not sure what will happen and having the faith in my soul’s knowing.