I want to cordially invite you to your Self. Your capital “S”, world rocking, authentic to the core, Self. This Self of yours, despite being grand and magnificent, can get buried in the illusions that the mind creates. The mind is seductive, crafting fears and worries to keep the Self hidden away. The mighty mind wants to protect the Self and itself from getting hurt. From being seen as too big for its britches. From failure, pain and loss. Because that is what the mind experiences. It lives in a realm where shit happens…all the freaking time. And it does not want that same chaos raining down upon the piece of goodness and light that it can see. That it can feel. It wants to protect the only experience of wholeness that it knows.
You Self is amazing. It is enduring and everlasting. Yes there is light and pixie dust, and so much more. The Self swims freely with the sharks of consciousness, never fearing that it will be devoured. It bends gracefully to the winds of turmoil and endures droughts of love that sometimes inhabit the desert of pain. Your Self if hardcore. There is nothing that it cannot handle. It knows the truth of love and everafter. It knows the ways of the moment and the mystical. It knows you.
Your Self is waiting for you to step into the truth of who you are. It invites you to end the story of separation and come into oneness with the amazing essence that is YOU. You are incredible. Whole. Divine. Human. Sensual. Creative. Insatiable. Satisfied. Wild. Outrageous. Beautiful and wise beyond measure. The games of smallness, judgment and loneliness…the Self knows better. It sees right through you. And it doesn’t care one iota. Your Self extends its hand, inviting you to not only to join it but to become it.
Take a breath. Set an intention. Find the space of love in your being. When you notice the fear, the lack, the anger, the rockiness creep in, know that your mind it doing what it does. Love it. When you love, you are you…your are your Self.