While it may look like I have been inactive on the 'lovelivelearn' platform for a few weeks now, it has really been a roller-coaster of healing work for me. And through these umpteen in person human interactions I have had, one common lesson that I re-learned is to see beyond what's visible.
I have always believed that what is seen is never the complete truth. There is so much more to what is visible; perceptions, apprehensions, acquired belief systems, the fear of judgement, the need to please, the lack of self love and acceptance and a whole lot of judgement for self and others among many more.
During these last few weeks, I saw through the ever smiling and calm face that camouflaged a mountain of self doubt. A mountain that released an ocean of tears when touched and moved only through intensive listening.
I also saw through the laughing and witty mannerisms, a deep pain of separation and hurt. The depths of which bound the very existence of their own freedom from guilt and hatred.
Through the ever busy clouded mind, I saw a constant attempt to forgive, accept and move on. An attempt so strong that it made the conflict between the heart and mind so loudly heard.
From within the branded suits and the high class lifestyle, I saw the desperate need for being grounded, peaceful and content. A need so strong that wants to keep coming back to the base so as to fly higher every time. Learning newer ways of life, of humans and of existence... with every passing flight.
From across the confident voice, and personality, I saw a naive being, seeking love and comfort at levels not traditionally deemed acceptable. The yearning of the being, the push back of the mind and the dwindling scale of the heart contributed to a roller coaster of emotions.
I also saw through the entrepreneurial success, a mother striving to keep her strong cape flying high while navigating through the special needs of her child. A cape that seemed tired of the wind and needed a wash, iron and folded rest so bad.
Amidst a busy working day, I saw a soul screeching for attention to its true self. For acceptance from the very body it rested in. A soul in search of true inner freedom, pushing the being in directions that can cause a multitude of confusion to the best of bests.
Through the white walls of a high rise mansion, I saw the souls trapped like in a prison. The feather flattering to be set free, a freedom sought so deeply that the glasses of the mansion could shatter with the noise.
Through the aging freckles and sagging skin, I saw a traveler of life reliving the past victories with pride. The victories that become that constant source of the yearning zeal to keep marching ahead.
Our eyes construe of just one of the senses which will always give us the limited visibility coupled with the lens of perception, assumption, judgement and years of social conditioning. If you truly care, and are willing to shun the lenses, add a cart load of pure intention to the equation along with some patient listening and keen observation, I am sure we can all begin to see beyond that which is visible.
And as we do, we align our thoughts, our actions and our interactions to what we find. Enabling deeper peace, higher calm and a content soul.
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