Is it just me or does there seem to be a whole new level of space holding practices, going on.
It almost feels like a layer of distortion is breaking down and it is imperative to simply let that neutralize through the self, in silence, solitude, presence, allowing it to transmute through the self, in some sort of preparation for what is coming.
Periods of deep emotion, grief, sadness, letting go, release, not at any particular thing but almost, as if watching a slow death of everything , all creation of distortion and watching the world I thought was real, collapse and at the same time, watching, scenarios of creation, in attempt to hang on, burst forth in an attempt to hold on to old creations and utilize this energy for creation, rather, than allowing, for the period of this necessary death.
Practicing getting use to saying nothing, doing nothing, being nothing, and letting the roles, of duality, in presence and just be.
Letting the human, witness what is going on in the field, observe ones own creation, in the personal field of self, and at the same time, the field of co creation and the field of collective creation and allowing it to simply all unfold, for death or birth, and learning to have no attachment, no resistance, no judgement, no projection.
The ego self wants to surge forward into creation, the soul self, knowing, the difference and somehow remembering to allow the deaths, to occur first.
Finding the space of love, those moments of full presence and real connection, even if it is only a few minutes in time, each day.
A finale of the soul self and the ego self, perhaps.
A period and learning what is creation of the ego self and the soul self and allowing a merging of these two parts of self to bring awareness of where to move towards and where to hold back.
Holding the space, for the merging within, regardless of seemingly real external invitation for entanglement in the old frequencies of creation .
