I am being braided up and down and through my core.
Into my Oversoul and into my spirit.
Gently, slowly, it has worked. Patiently and tirelessly out of love. And duty.
There is a certain coldness I feel. A certain fact of reality that I hadn’t really quite understood. But I do now.
It is ruthlessness. “Ruthlessness has to do with the place of no pity. A position of perception in which you are able to do difficult things without feeling sorry for yourself which gives you a unique angle of access to your observer, which is neutral and capable of doing whatever is needed without thought, fear or hesitation. Direct knowing. Heightened awareness. We can develop ruthlessness in many ways. Martial arts. Overcoming physical fears. Speaking truth to power. Walking in places of power alone. Working a challenging job without complaining or getting drained.” Joel Schafer, shamanic teacher
I feel as a certainty that I will receive whatever I choose to I believe I need. If it is suffering. Mortal injury. Violence. Trauma. Pain. Weeping naked on a cold hard floor. I will receive it. And no one and nothing can ever stop that or ‘save’ me.
I feel a certain alertness to my own beliefs. A suspicion. A pondering contemplation.
I sense and know that I am being guided. I sense and know that I am being guided out of trusting material thought and belief. That it is just a dream, from which it is time that I wake up!
Haha. I remember dear Philip, and his message to me to “Wake Up”-!
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