Not transformed, but liberated. I always liked what that implies. That the process of coming alive isn’t about becoming, it’s about uncovering, owning then fueling what’s always been there.
It works on the assumption that who you’re meant to be has always been there. That the Work lies in reclaiming the ability to see it. In chipping away all the stuff that gets caked on as you go through life. The wounds, the limitations born of the desire to be accepted at any cost, the heartbreak-fueled shrinking away. The psychic grit that comes to form a barrier so opaque as to obscure not only your ability to see, but be who you are.
The Work lies not in creating or becoming, but in allowing and revealing.
So that one glorious day, and with fortune, for the rest of your life, you can know what’s its like to walk through each day with a sense of pure congruence. To be loved, accepted, embraced and, if desired or appropriate, paid to walk the Earth and offer your gifts, radiant in your own skin.
“Sometimes you have to play a long time to be able to play like yourself…” -Miles Davis Click to tweet
Nothing you can buy will get you where you want to be (trust me, I’ve tried!). I’m still very much in the Work myself. Tripping, stumbling, chipping and revealing.
My invitation…look inward for your answers.
Don’t try to buy the Work. Do it.
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