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transition
Feb. 10th, 2011 05:16 pm"So many people are into the spiritual rebirth thing they lose sight of the importance of the death that has to come first." E
Things are moving for me. On a level I feel like I am spiritually prepping for my own funeral. Ego death on the horizon. I can feel it come. Things are already shifting in readiness. The exact time is an unknown for the moment. So many people I'm indirectly connected to are making that final transition. Soon.
Its funny. I have a bunch of people I am directly connected to that function as psychopomps. The realms of death are loud and busy and distracting for them. My power, energy, existence are so wrapped up in primal life that death is quiet for me. A gentle and peaceful walk through a deserted land. The perfect place to take all the different pieces of me and arrange them to my liking for now. The parts that no longer serve me get left behind to be recycled for someone else. It is a hugely powerful transformative experience that if I allow it and accept it comes easily and naturally. I'm not sure why I can look into the future knowing nothing about how I will look when I'm done and feel peaceful about it. I don't need to know why. Allowing the peace to wash through me is the best way I know to go with the waves of change.
Knowing is an illusion. Security is an illusion. True freedom is scary and comes with huge personal responsibility. I can fly. Watch me.
Things are moving for me. On a level I feel like I am spiritually prepping for my own funeral. Ego death on the horizon. I can feel it come. Things are already shifting in readiness. The exact time is an unknown for the moment. So many people I'm indirectly connected to are making that final transition. Soon.
Its funny. I have a bunch of people I am directly connected to that function as psychopomps. The realms of death are loud and busy and distracting for them. My power, energy, existence are so wrapped up in primal life that death is quiet for me. A gentle and peaceful walk through a deserted land. The perfect place to take all the different pieces of me and arrange them to my liking for now. The parts that no longer serve me get left behind to be recycled for someone else. It is a hugely powerful transformative experience that if I allow it and accept it comes easily and naturally. I'm not sure why I can look into the future knowing nothing about how I will look when I'm done and feel peaceful about it. I don't need to know why. Allowing the peace to wash through me is the best way I know to go with the waves of change.
Knowing is an illusion. Security is an illusion. True freedom is scary and comes with huge personal responsibility. I can fly. Watch me.