We are often taught to keep remembering, to re-trauma, to re-upset, to re-destabilise – it doesn’t have to drag on.
We are often taught to keep sentimental, to get unreal, to purposefully admit we’re bias – it doesn’t have to brag on.
We are often taught to keep a journal, to figure it out, to justify our actions – it doesn’t have to hang on.
Perhaps simply breathing easy stops our need for any of the above. Perhaps simply stopping the impulse to consume or retaliate can give us space to fill with light and we can stop being the problem that won’t go away. Perhaps simply quitting the need to remain off-centre to fit off-centred people’s expectations of us is all we want to ask for, now we know what being hooked does.
We are often taught to eat our words, to beat ourselves up, to berate ourselves for what we have or haven’t done. How are we supposed to happy with that programmed into us?
We are often taught to reach goals, have agendas, have qualifications – how are we supposed to know who we are with that?
We are often taught to improve our status, improve our worth, improve our name – how are we supposed to be happy with whom we are with that?
Easy …
Imagine a pot of gold with your name on it.
Imagine this pot of gold fitting like a ‘cinderella slipper’ inside your own belly.
Imagine this gold supporting you from the inside out and taking over all the blame.
Imagine this inner support network stopping all the nonsense and giving you space to breathe easy.
Imagine this internal cleanse working wonders with every cell in your body and all the spaces inbetween.
Imagine a magical flush taking away all the residue and re-installing a clear blue vista that stretches into infinity in every direction like a big ‘ahhh’ across the universe.
Imagine nothing being your fault.
Imagine nothing being anyone’s ‘fault’.
Imagine that everything that happens is for our own learning, experience or entertainment.
Imagine that we asked for everything that happens to us to happen – even if it sometimes seems that we’ve asked for the opposite.
Imagine laughing at our mirrors and magnets and forgiving the very thing that stops us being free.
Imagine not caring what others think.
Imagine not caring what you think.
Imagine not caring what thoughts you have.
Imagine not caring what happens because you’re too enthralled that something is happening or not.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more interruptions and desperate attempts to perfect our natural perfection.
No more complications and desperate measures to meet expectations that may never really fulfill us.
No more evidence backfiring on us – no more false evidence appearing real – no more fear-driven suicidal homages to events that have long gone or may never happen.
No more technical issues with how we appear to the outside world.
No more crumbling postures at how we deny our truth for a promise that may never be met.
No more cracking auras, blocking chi or confidence-knocking – just breathing easy.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more hysteria or manic depression.
No more hissy fits or uncontrolled anger issues.
No more hypertension or super-sensitivity.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more delusion or cries for attention.
No more illusion or spies of condemnation.
No more ill-will or ice in our eyes.
No more glory-fighting or lies in our eyes.
No more giant-envy or loathing in our eyes.
No more mini-tantrums or let down in our eyes.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more intervention from authorities or peers.
No more teaching from people who have no idea what divine intelligence is.
No more advice from people who have no experience of living on the edge.
No more contradictions from people who have no clear mind.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more business that runs the planet into the ground.
No more corporations that rule the governments with paedophiliac role models.
No more status symbols that are utter bullshit.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more instructions to follow or guidance to give.
No more apparatus turning our minds into pulp.
No more objections to being whom we really are.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more jealous rage twisting our insides into knots.
No more deadly looks freaking us out.
No more toast being thrown with menace.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more threats from beyond our comprehension.
No more emotions becoming larger than life.
No more motivations causing more harm than good.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more late nights just to piss them off.
No more junky madness just to silently say ‘help’.
No more jeopardy creation to confirm we’re not okay.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more cowardly gestures of hide behind the rules.
No more brave steps needed to be free.
No more craving adolescent torments.
Wow! what a change that would be.
No more excuses. No more accusations. No more putting off life.
Just breathing easy and taking it as it comes.
Just adjusting to each moment and accepting we are.
Just accommodating different sets of beliefs that are very unlikely to hold true.
Can we really ask for a happy story tomorrow?
Can we really ask for a happy me now?
Can we really ask for a happy space to call our own?
May be, yes
Why knot when we can dance
Why fray when we can drum
Why be afraid when we can know our flame as the one thing in our life that’s constant.
Wow! what a change that would be.