Slowly, clarity engulfs me. Ebbing and flowing like the tides of the ocean, tickling the shores of my soul, reaching into the darkness, into the places I have felt confused, uncertain or insecure.
The places I have felt paralyzed by the unknown, are slowly being opened up into the light. By choosing to turn within, the wisdom I have discovered has begun to answer the questions I have been carrying around for so long.
In places I feel a lack of direction, I am navigated by this deep-seeded sense of guidance. I realize more and more each day that by turning within myself, it all makes sense. By giving my body, my mind and my spirit just what it needs - nothing more, nothing less- they come into balance and perform at the most optimal level. When this balance tips, this is manifested in some feeling of discomfort, pain, or dissatisfaction. I notice these feelings without shame or guilt. I take time to explore these feelings unattached to judgment of Self.
The beauty of Nature, the beauty of Life, is that this force is always working to maintain balance.
We can always come back to a state of balance. Balance in mind, body and spirit. Balance with the environment around us. And ahh, if we all worked to achieve this balance wouldn't this world be beautiful?
As I continue my "spring cleaning" in all sorts of ways, I came across your blog while sorting throught my "favorites" list which needed a little bit of attention. And of course I was so happy to come across your blog once again. I read some of your posts and at times it could be my own writing, we are so in sync sometimes. But then again, don't we all feel these same things on some level, whether we are consciously aware of it or not?
ReplyDeleteI have always loved the theory of "detachment". It sounded beautiful the first time I heard it and have been practicing it ever since. The other day however, someone told me, "you know, I prefer the term acceptance". She basically said that detachment (unintentionally I would argue) implies that we are not involved in what's going on. Acceptance on the other hand, means being involved but in a way, our expectations are out of it.
After thinking about both approaches I've decided that acceptance is wonderful stepping stone to detachment, or perhaps just a big part of it. For how can we TRULY let something go and essentially "detach" from it if it was never a part of us in the first place? That sounds more like avoidance to me than anything. So perhaps integrating the two is more beneficial for some? Perhaps for me? What do you think ?
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