Spilling the T
Being a “Healer” is no more than another identity construct.
With all the love I have for knowledge and tools of this kind. I can still do what I love, without being attached to the idea of it giving purpose or meaning in my life, or it being a way to please God, or something that I need to do for approval, for respect, for sense of achievement.
I don’t need to fix anything or anyone as a way of building a relationship with others, to make myself needed in order to secure my bag of affection.
I’m not USEFUL therefore I am loved. I am loved because I just am. Because Love is the exquisite Grace i get to experience in and bathe in.
As for Life, nothing is granted.
I don’t need to decorate myself with the idea of being something or having something or knowing something — i have nothing to prove, nor there’s anything I need to keep as a safety net.
Just because it’s what’s always been, and always have been done doesn’t mean it’s going to be the right thing or the only thing.
If the only security you have and you will ever have is by resisting the process of change, look around because here we are. In a changing world. If you can’t trust yourself enough to allow change, if your security comes from the false sense of control over your life…check in with yourself again.
I invite fun, excitement and uncertainty in my life, and wish you could do the same.
My happiness is far more important than being stuck in a construct of reality just to get a sense of knowing who i am or what what i’m meant to do with my life.
I am sorry if my genuine care, and passion for my work (which i excel at btw!) aren’t enough for people to trust me. Because I am changing. I’m sorry if i have to play along and agree to designated projections, because they’re not my reality, and because I won’t.
People play way too many games with their own mind, rearranging their self image to be more appeasing to the public or even so they could keep thinking highly of themselves, without ever getting to the essential. Bypassing, manipulating their ways into new ways of fitting the agenda, but never ever really stop spinning in circles. Makes me hella dizzy, ya’ll.
You can call the old devil by a new name, if that’s what rocks your boat.
I will still do what I love, but I won’t stand for the hypocrisy. I don’t care who you need me to pretend to be, folks. I know that won’t make you feel safe, because anything out of the designated box is just too scary. I AM NOT HERE TO MAKE YOU COMFORTABLE.
Most of you THINK you know who I am. You even THINK you know who you are. But that’s only because you don’t know who I — or you are NOT, and all that because you can’t think yourself into being.
BEING is EFFORTLESS. It’s the ultimate sophistication.
