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On Anger and Bravery: love need be the only voice

braveryIf someone would have told me years ago that I’d be a healer and Love helping people, that I’d see it as a Privilege, I’d have told them that they were totally and truly bat-shit crazy. Actually, I wouldn’t have told them; more likely, I’d have done something vilely, insidiously passive-aggressive towards them. It was my own preferred expression of anger that ‘didn’t look like’ anger.

Most everyone that knows me presently will find this extremely difficult to believe, but (if it isn’t obvious from that last paragraph) I used to hate people. And I didn’t discriminate, either; I hated pretty much everyone.

Did I have a ‘why’? Not that I would – or even, could – have thought about it this way at the time, but it was because everyone else needed to recognize how hurt I was, and everyone else was responsible for how I felt. They must have been. After all, I wasn’t. Right? It’s so much easier to hate other people than to admit that you hate yourself.

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Death Changes Your Mind

death5Our physical self is great matter for our spirit. It connects you to your experience in ways that your presupposed thoughts alone can’t. For the majority of us (not having a conscious appreciation of having experienced it before), death causes us to surrender to sensation, apart even from how our thoughts rationalize or interpret those sensations.

‘The’ truly personal journey, the expiration of our physical bodies, death inspires us to an appreciation of aspects of life we’re otherwise inclined to deny. Whether your own appears imminent, or is a long way off, ultimately, there’s no ‘thinking’ our way through it. It’s the one education that our minds can’t ‘solve’ for us, and as such, it grounds us in visceral experience.

It sets the appeal that you trust your intuition and throw the net of your awareness out into the world around you, pulling in truths that may defy your intellect, your rational mind, and what your conditioning might wish to (superficially) espouse.

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