“But, but, but… !!?”
What to do when you’re not able to get closure, to make amends, when you can’t accept or get past what you feel has been left unsaid, undone or unresolved? How can you ever be at peace? (How can the other?) How do you move forward, when closing the door on the past doesn’t seem possible?
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Have you been ‘longing for belonging’, to feel ‘at home’, ‘accepted’? Your search is over; it’s already happened. You’ve (been) Chosen to Belong.
So why don’t you feel any different? As with any change, it can take a while for your awareness to catch up, accept and perceive the reality of it.
In the meanwhile (not that there is a meanwhile, past and future being illusory, but anyway…), beware of making ‘Real’ any typical behaviours /perceptions you’ve used as distractions. If they show up, tell them you love them, but kiss them goodbye. They’re obsessions you’ve entertained to distract you from moving forward in life; somewhere to direct your loving intentions, but that don’t go anywhere.
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Our 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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