We…
are not meant…
to carry others…
through storms…
they’re creating…
and refusing to leave.
…
It sounds so simple when we sit in peace and acknowledge that…
But the pain of seeing those we love suffer can be intense.
And when we begin to heal from the rescuing habit… we go into WITHDRAWAL from false power.
From false control.
From over-efforting.
From trying to get ahead of the pain.
From reading other’s stress before they even speak it.
From the restlessness that lingers with injustice…
We go into literal withdrawal from the illusion that we ever had the power to control it all.
And we begin to recognize…
We aren’t tired because we’re failing to rescue them…
We’re tired because the identity we have built to survive is burning away.
It is dying.
And our work is to let it.
Let the pain burn off every illusion.
Let the ache break you open to allow the light in to reveal deeper and greater truths… as you become who you were always going to be.
Because the pain isn’t because of what’s happening… the pain is a response to a lie we have bought into. The pain is a response to a belief that is not in alignment with our highest self. (We KNEW that… we just forgot… again lol)
Our work is to REMEMBER:
When the rescuing stops,
when the performing ends,
when you’re no longer holding it all…
what’s still here?
What remains when:
You are not interpreting their pain.
You are not trying to be a certain frequency.
You are not being spiritual or soft or strong or wise.
What’s here when you are not trying to be anything at all?
Not the healer.
Not the partner.
Not the awakened one.
Not the one who sees clearly.
Just this.
Just the breath.
Just the you, being.
Just true reality.