I hate when people try to inject their fear into my energy field.
Projecting their fears and worries into my mind, trying to influence my behavior.
Newsflash: I am a sovereign being who makes her own decisions. Decisions based on my own intelligences (mental/emotional/life experience/body wisdom, etc.). If I haven’t asked for your opinion, consider keeping it to yourself.
And feel free to tell me the same if I ever offer unsolicited advice to you. I am learning to stay in my own lane, more and more each day.
In a perfect world, I would be impervious to others’ energies/projections. I would say “bring it on” and watch it all as a third party observer. But I’m not there yet.
In the past, I would shut down my heart, stop the conversation, leave the room. To avoid hearing/feeling the fear being thrown at me. But I know better now. That’s not what a healed person does.
A life of avoidance does not heal core wounds. It just stops the exposure.
A healed person keeps their heart open and vulnerable. Because when you shut stuff out of your heart, it keeps the good stuff from coming in, too. And I want the good stuff.
I’m ready for it.
I want to be a fully ventilated woman — where air and energy flow in and out of all my cells with ease. I hold onto nothing negative and I can hold the positive fully. No energetic blocks in my tissues, no dams in my veins causing my blood to pool.
We all deserve to be freely flowing vessels of Love.
I’ve been putting in the work and I’m getting closer.
I commend your clear declaration. The title itself intrigued me: images beckoned, but did not stick. What I have read is like having a conversation with Bamboo. The flexibly strong grass being is teaching me so much about flow — fully ventilated — and it most likely is part of the empty space all stalks of Bamboo have from it’s shoot to its top.
“A life of avoidance does not heal core wounds. It just stops the exposure.
A healed person keeps their heart open and vulnerable. Because when you shut stuff out of your heart, it keeps the good stuff from coming in, too. And I want the good stuff.” These statements were especially dear to me. A life with MCS can too easily JUST be about avoiding everything/everyone who causes me harm. For years, that was my approach. It helped to grow a new backbone, and time to forgive myself and tune my heart muscle.
In addition to those new bones in my back, and bamboo-like heart muscles a new kind of patience comes, for me. All or nothing doesn’t work as a default; not making it easier, just more like Nature. Notice the trillion shades of green, blue, yellow …
Thanks for the post, I sway to you. xo
Moki
Thank you for your thoughtful comments Mokihana!