I feel, in many ways, that our greatest individual challenge
is to close the gap between our unflattering self-concepts and the truth of our
magnificence.
To see ourselves through the eyes of those who love us, perhaps
this is what we can offer- to hold a reflection of our divinity up for each
other until we are ready to recognize it as our own.
We are powerful beyond measure and so deeply vulnerable at
the same time. This may seem like a dichotomy, but it isn’t.
We have
misunderstood real power. It has been something assertive, non-surrendering,
pushing on through. This is not real power.
This is simply wilfulness.
Real power is something else- receptivity, openness, the
courage to keep your heart open on the darkest of days, the strength to feel it
all even when the odds are stacked against you.
Real power is showing up with your heart on your sleeve and
absolutely refusing to waste one moment of your life hidden behind edginess and
armour, the art of enheartened presence.
Now that’s power.
This life is a hero's journey.
Anyone who sticks it out and
gives it their best shot is heroic, in my estimation. What we call normal is so
often extraordinary.
Just overcoming the weight of the world and making a
genuine effort to identify and honour our true-path is profound.
For some, the way to sacred balance is to find the sky. For
others, it is to ground on earth. Once all is said and done, we meet each other
everywhere.
Kudos to anyone who is making a genuine effort to get
through this life with originality, awareness and authenticity.
So it is.
ps/smoh
