Awakened conciousness

That Friday morning brightened up on that Pacific island like any other, beautiful as a bride.

When I look back it feels like I had subconsciously prepared myself for that day for a decade.

I found myself desperate for a change.

But I didn't know how.

My life was being led by a mere performance.

It was empty, like a tree that looks strong and tall from the outside but has no life flow inside.

I was standing in a room with open windows surrounded by a crowd of vibrant people.

My path leading for that moment was of a seeker.

A seeker who's always searching for tools, foolishly thinking they could fix her.

I had tried all the tricks.

Yet there I was, still seeking.

It was almost noon and I had closed my eyes.

Listening to the vibrancy in the air, I suddenly felt something shifting.

In an instant there were no people, no time, no space.

There are no words to describe.

Yet in that moment everything changed.

I was hidden somewhere.

To finally see.

How my life leading to that moment had been all upside down.

How I had been searching for affection and approval with my performance never getting anywhere.

Yet everything in my life that had a life flow was coming from a source of me already being loved and held.

I don't know how long I was where I was.

But when I came back, nothing was ever the same.

From the outside the tree looked exactly the same, but on the inside.

The life flow was flowing from the roots.

No tools, no tricks or hacks.

No formulas.

No performance.

Just my inner self being planted in the soil of unconditional affection and unwavering presence.

Awakened consciousness of how in every moment I was being held.

Never abandoned. 

With no need to prove myself.

And out of that place life flowing through me vibrant and fresh each moment.

That morning on that island started it all.

That unveiling of living from that place.

And seeking what it looks like in every stage of my life.

No matter how fragile, broken or frightened I feel inside.

My new reality calling me out to be loved, no matter what.

That vibrancy itself healing every broken part of me as I journey on.

Let my journey be an invitation for your open heart, and your soul seeking.

For your shift.

Your inner world being radically shaken by you being so loved.

So tightly held every second.

Your beautiful soul being washed up with the morning mist.

No performance.

No need to prove.

Just you being so loved.