The Work Of Self Revealing

*This week I have included some links to what I’ve been reading and watching that have moved me in some way. Make sure to scroll all the way down to check it out.

I found myself on the couch journaling this morning, a practice that mysteriously dwindled when I was on social media and bounced back after leaving.

When I was a senior in college I started keeping a journal regularly, after a lifetime of trying. My thinking was that so much was happening in my life that I wanted to remember it. So every Sunday evening I would sit down and record the previous week’s events.

Over time, more and more of my personal thoughts and reflections started to find themselves on these pages. Eventually, my journal would become the place where I could work out what I was going through, vent my frustrations, and even record the psychic visions I was downloading. It is a practice that I cherish and which has aided me in profound personal development.

Today I started reflecting on my journey back to my spiritual practice in a more dedicated way. It may come as a surprise to you, but for the past few years, I took self-improvement off the table. I stopped trying to dig around for what might be hidden in my subconscious. My guides, coming through another medium, had urged me to. And they were right.

I needed to embody all of the lessons I had learned and really just try to live life for the first time.

What I wrote in my journal this morning was,

“Before, I think I was trying too hard to make myself perfect and in the process was actually bypassing my life. It was good to drop the digging and perfection-seeking. I became really embodied and corporeal and that is beautiful and good. But I have now swung too deeply into the materialst-capitalist space and my life has felt a bit more hollow because of it. So now I am going to return back to some gentle ‘self-improvement.’ Or maybe I should say Self-uncovering.”

Thank goddess for space and time, for grace from the unseen realms. I have been diving back into my spiritual books, specifically, I’m currently re-reading The Shambhala Guide to Yoga by Georg Feuerstein. In it, I am reminded that yoga is just the journey of the Self through the self to the Self.

While reading a few days ago, I wrote down this quote:

“This is indeed the greatest message of all forms of Yoga: Happiness is our essential nature, and our perpetual quest for happiness is only fulfilled when we realize who we truly are.”

I appreciate the work my younger self did and how sincerely she dove into undoing the harmful patterns she was taught. But part of that was also releasing the idea that she’s not already perfect. And letting go of the oftentimes harsh intensity with which she sought liberation.

Now is the time to love myself into my Self.

Can’t rip the skin off the snake, or force the butterfly out of the cocoon. It just happens when it happens.

However, there is something to holding a gentle intention in your heart. An energetic anchor point for your life to wrap itself around.

So I’ll return to that and see what fruit it bears.

A little something I wrote a couple of years ago:

you’ve been trying to be perfect

the whole time

missing

that you already are

drop into your 

tender heart

remember 

that you belong

here

there are no

accidents

and we are all

stumbling 

human beings 

there’s no right way

to do this

and 

there’s nowhere 

to go

this is your time

this is the great

undoing

a natural state of flow

a deep appreciation

a tender curiosity 

the ancient terror

dissolves

revealing the altar

dawn’s breath

moon leaves

liquid light

it is you

it has always 

been 

you

What I’ve been reading/seeing/hearing:

Unfolding in love, Asa <3

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